When Qu Wan pinched her palms at the crime scene for the fourth time and started to look back, and saw the same green and black fingerprints as her parents on the victim's neck, she finally confirmed that these eyes that could tear apart time and space were the deadly bait left for her by the murderer.
Detective Captain Gu Ming held down her bleeding wrist, but he couldn't hold down the burning obsession in her eyes.
From bizarrely resurrected corpses in funeral parlors to paper-cut figures summoning souls at crossroads, the whispers of ghosts always guide them to the forbidden zone of truth at three o'clock in the night.
But when the same evil totem from twenty years ago emerges from the old case files, the pursuer has already become the last sacrifice on the prey's chessboard.
