In the old city filled with rain and fog, the lonely private detective Xia Yiming used his observation power to penetrate fine dust to identify the millimeter-level condensation water stains on the glass of the display cabinet, the unusually colored synthetic fibers in the gaps in the base, and the "abnormal noise like the rotation of gears" in the memory of the night shift cleaner - these fragments ignored by the police, in his paranoid logical deduction, pieced together a sophisticated crime that exploited the clock structure and security loopholes.
Criminal investigation captain Song Zheng, the only old friend who dared to entrust the "informal investigation" to Xia Yiming, struggled with the pressure of the system and his trust in genius.
Reader comments
It was a little confusing at first, but gradually got better and better. The more I wrote, the better.
It was a little confusing at first, but gradually got better and better. The more I wrote, the better.
Not bad, very pretty