The Forensics Expert Is Too Good at Flirting, and the Coroner Is Acting Strange

[Mystery Solving + Deduction + Redemption + Everyone Pursues Their Ambitions + Sapiosexual Romance]

Shen Yan, the renowned “mute detective” of Qingzhou City.

He is used to protecting people in the clumsiest ways. When she is being bullied, he quietly steps in front of her. Even when offering her a piece of osmanthus cake, he has to claim he “bought too much.”

Su Wan, a fiery, forthright little pepper with a Northeastern accent.

The stubbornness of an orphan lies beneath her autopsy knife.

She responds by meeting him head-on. When he is caught in a maze of identity, she tugs at his sleeve and cries, “You are Shen Yan.” When the weight of his past bears down on him, she clutches the case files and says, “I’ll help you reopen the case.”

One is as awkward as an unsharpened blade, the other as passionate as ashes still burning. Yet through countless autopsies, investigations, and moments when they entrust each other with their lives, their love takes root in their very bones.

Shen Yan’s life is torn between being a “bone seeker” in a mass grave and Tuoba Conghuang in the northern frontier.

Caught between the Xianbei and the Central Plains, and torn between the throne and his identity as a constable, what will he choose?

Su Wan’s journey is one of transformation, from an unknown orphan to the first female coroner in the Guard and Pacification Office.

She stands by her beliefs and grips her autopsy knife. She will speak for the dead, and give justice to the wronged souls of the world.

Conspiracies and wrongful convictions are stripped away layer by layer beneath the moonlight of Qingzhou City. The villains are brought to justice, and old wrongs are set right.

When all is settled, Su Wan is bent over a skeleton in the autopsy room of the Guard and Pacification Office, when a clumsy, gentle voice sounds behind her ear:

“Master Su, the markings on this bone look so strange.”

The flash of blades and the scent of mugwort remain, but this time their shadows overlap in the candlelight, leaving no space between them.