First Case: Prologue, Blind Detective. Four cities, A, B, C, and N. At the exact same second, four bizarre suicides take place. The victims have no connection to one another, yet the same string of numbers is left at every scene...
“He’s back... speaking your language.”
Chen Mo picks up his white cane and returns to the abyss. The killer turns the city into a chessboard and the dead into pieces, waging a psychological battle against the blind detective. Every clue ultimately points to the same answer: from the very beginning, this killing spree was a judgment tailored just for him...
Second Case: The Past, Four-Sided Sacrifice. The victims are twisted into bizarre poses, with ancient symbols left at the scenes. The police are at a loss, and panic grips the campus.
But from the victims’ postures, he reads the killer’s psychological profile.
“You’re not a cop. What gives you the right to solve the case?”
“Because I’ve seen the real abyss.”
Sooner or later, the closet door will have to open.
The story is compact and not procrastinating, full of conflicts Very good, updated every day