After Prison, I Became a Case Hunter

Some people set traps, and others break them.

After I got out of prison, I learned that my best friend had taken her own life after her bride price money was stolen.

To get justice for her, I tracked down the local gang of thieves, only to run into a girl who called herself a “Trap Hunter.”

What I thought was a chance encounter changed the course of my life. Together, we took on a group of con artists, and she told me my friend’s death might have been faked.

I dug up my friend’s grave. There was no body, but the “Pagoda of Life and Death” brought me face-to-face with the “Trap Hunter” once again. It was only after I witnessed the unbelievable happening right before my eyes that I truly entered this strange, mysterious underworld.

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[The best part of this story: Just when everyone thinks ghosts are on the loose, that’s when the real trap is sprung.]