Dressed as a traitor of the Tang Dynasty, ninety-nine corpses bear witness, and the knife has been placed on the neck.
If the case is not solved before noon, I will be the hundredth corpse.
Poison needles, secret messages, copper coins... All the evidence points to me.
What's even more terrifying is that there is a piece of my modern hair embedded in the teeth of the ninety-ninth corpse.
The murderer laid out this dead end before I traveled through time.
In order to survive, I burned my hands to clarify my will, and gouged out my eyes to guard my heart:
Touch the bones to identify the evil, trace the source of the poisonous needle, dissect the corpse blindly...
The hidden stakes of the Black Lotus Sect have already sneaked into the military camp, and a deadly secret message was buried in my body.
That night when the truth was revealed, the real murderer Helian Zhanyue wrote the word "ink" on the back of a blood letter with a sinister smile:
"The hundredth corpse is you."
Twenty years later, I wrote the autopsy sheet for myself.
But thousands of years later, an archaeological team dug up bones with deformed phalanges under the site——
On the autopsy sheet, the name of the third examiner is still blank.
Postmortem to protect the country, heart to heart.
This thousand-year-old game is waiting for you to break it.
