Blood splattered on Chang'an Night, and I opened my eyes and became a Tianbao secret agent.
The still-dry ink on the document says, 'The prince died suddenly', and the jade plaque in his sleeve is hot – this is the memory of me as a modern criminal police officer, and it is also the 'eye of the prophet' in this body.
They tampered with history books and wiped out my whole family, and now they want to write the death of the prince as a 'violent illness'?
The darker the night in Chang'an, the brighter the light in my eyes.
Tampering with history?
Have you asked about the Ministry of Justice files in my hand?
I touched the token of the Ministry of Justice on my waist and sneered - I will solve this unsolved case in Chang'an; I will tear up this changed history! "
