After going to another province to serve as an undercover agent, he came back only to find that his father had been murdered at home. The murderer left a lotus painted in blood at the scene.
The case was taken over by the most famous loser in the police station. As a direct relative, I could not directly participate in solving the case, so I had to investigate secretly. After being discovered, I resigned and became a detective. While solving various bizarre cases, the Snow Lotus at the scene of my father's murder appeared again...
