Lifeline cut
The day when the red rain pours down is the time of death.
Lu Feng never thought that his nine-to-five programmer life would completely collapse in a scarlet rainstorm. When the translucent black shadow slid against the wall and the cold silver thread wrapped around the back of his neck, he realized that in the shadows of this city, there was a group of strange beings that fed on "life threads" - they were the "death thread messengers" who harvested life, and he was the perfect sacrifice that was marked.
On the verge of death, the bronze life-cutting tablet left by grandma before her death suddenly awakens, and the golden light breaks the evil spirit, cutting off the life-threatening thread. At that moment, dusty family memories flooded into my mind: the Lu family was not an ordinary family, but guardians who had wielded the power of "death-killing" for generations, specializing in fighting against supernatural evils lurking in the corners of the city.
From then on, ordinary programmers turned into killers in the dark night. He holds the life-cutting card and can identify the thread of death with his eyes, and he traces the truth in the city shrouded in red rain: missing relatives, dusty family secrets, the huge conspiracy behind the thread of death, and those innocent people hidden in the crowd who are also targeted by the thread of death.
The maze of alleys in the old city, the strange abandoned hospitals, the unmanned subway in the middle of the night... Murderous intent is hidden in every place, and every strike is a matter of life and death. He not only has to fight against the cold-blooded messengers of death, but also has to solve the layers of suspense puzzles, and he also has to struggle on the boundary between human nature and treachery.
The lifeline is locked and must be cut off. When the city's neon lights were dyed red by the rain, and when whispers of life spread in the darkness, Lu Xun clenched the life-killing card in his hand and cut through the haze with golden light: "I decide my lifeline, and all things that steal my life,