During the Republic of China, Shanghai was like a gorgeous robe covered with lice.
The neon lights of the concession cannot illuminate the dark alleys of the slums, and foreign laws cannot control the grievances of the Chinese. Are those missing women, ghosts crying at night, rotating portraits, and dancing ghosts the work of ghosts, or are human hearts more terrifying than ghosts?
Five young people, a detective agency, and a dim light.
Forensic doctor Nangong Ruoxue said that corpses never lie.
Detective Shangguan Yi said that there is only one truth.
Martial arts master Lin Feng said, I am standing in front.
Reporter Luo Miao said, I will write it down.
Nangong Jin said, I... I am responsible for treating guests to dinner.
They solved one case after another, saw one ghost after another, and finally discovered that the deepest darkness was not in the depths of the bamboo forest or the abandoned girls' school, but in the hearts of people.
This is the story of five people and a snapshot of an era.
This is a strange record, but also a love letter from the world.
