My name is Chen Xu. I was fired from the police force because of a rare "hyperosmia" and became a night shift worker at a convenience store.
Until that day, I found an "amber list" with names and dates in a box of problematic cooking oil.
And the last one on the list is myself. Time of death: 30 days later.
I originally wanted to pursue it alone, but was forced to join forces with two people:
Su Xiang, a paranoid data analyst, firmly believes that her sister is still trapped on the island at the end of the list;
Lei Bao, a retired special police officer, practices his simple justice with his fists.
We soon discovered that the dead on the list were all ordinary people who had unintentionally hindered the "big shot."
A bottle of oil, a takeaway meal, a physical examination... May become the perfect tool to carry out "social cleansing".
What we are fighting against is a huge organization that calls itself a "social doctor".
They use cold algorithms to calculate everyone's "life value."
They smiled and told me:
"Removing one 'trouble' saves ten more valuable futures."
"We are the real philanthropists."
Now, there are only three days left in the countdown.
I want to use my only remaining weapon, my nose that can smell the smell of death, to answer their last question:
Who has the right to define whose life?
