Lin Jianhe, a newcomer to the funeral parlor, will read the memory of the deceased's last three minutes every time he sutures the wound on the body. When he discovered that the same set of space coordinates flashed repeatedly on the retina of the seventh "suicide" corpse, the female corpse deep in the freezer that had been frozen for twenty years suddenly opened her eyes - her DNA matched his perfectly, but the date of death was marked with the date of his birth. At this moment, the criminal police captain was pointing a gun at his temple: "The autopsy report you submitted three hours ago has the same handwriting as that of my father who died in 1997."
