I'm a detective.
On my first day on the job, I was involved in a shocking serial murder case.
The deceased was placed in a strange praying posture, with no wounds found on his body. The forensic doctor was helpless and the captain was so worried that he didn't sleep a wink for three days.
And I, standing next to the corpse, heard a cold mechanical voice in my head:
[Ding! The crime prediction system has been activated and the novice mission has been released.
[Mission goal: experience the moment of death of the victim "Zhao Xin" and find fatal clues.
[Countdown: 10, 9, 8...]
Before I had time to react, my vision went dark, and I was instantly enveloped in an endless sense of suffocation.
I "saw" a pair of white-gloved hands covering my mouth and nose, and in my ears I heard the murderer's low-pitched sentence: "Sinners, accept the trial."
When I opened my eyes again, I was covered in cold sweat and gasping for air, and in my hand, out of thin air, there was a cufflink belonging to the murderer.
The captain and colleagues looked at me like I was crazy.
But I laughed.
As for that mysterious organization that calls itself "The Tribunal," your game is over.
But I didn't expect that when I used the system to get closer to the truth step by step, I found that their next "trial" target turned out to be my father who had been missing for ten years.
