An obscure junior police officer unexpectedly transmigrates to the Ming Dynasty and becomes its greatest detective. Who is the headless woman’s corpse found in a dried-up well? Why do cries echo from behind ancient temples and deserted graves? What astonishing secret lies hidden in a village where widows never live past thirty? In these bizarre Ming Dynasty cases spanning a century, are the events the work of fate, or is someone pulling the strings?
With iron shoulders, he bears the cause of justice; with a ruthless hand, he shapes the world. Can the Ming Dynasty’s greatest detective pierce the fog and reveal the truth?
The writing is okay, but the plot is too draggy. The main character is written like a charlatan and has no normal common sense. It's probably the kind of "if you weren't the protagonist, you wouldn't survive a hundred chapters." The so-called solving of crimes is purely based on guessing and hard work. Since they have lived in the Ming Dynasty, they don't have any normal understanding at all.
Let's get some luck first!
This shows that it has nothing to do with obtaining the content, and the protagonist always says something that the ancients could not understand. Opening a detective agency in ancient times was really advanced.
A magistrate is promoted to the second rank. It's so stupid.
I'm very speechless, there are many typos, the sentences don't make sense, and the sentences are wrong. The plot is dragging, with more than 200 chapters, and the male and female protagonists have made no progress at all, making it unbearable.