My name is Shen Zhixia, an interior designer. I have a venomous tongue and a weak hand. I will get angry if I don't like it. In private, I am a drama-loving face-controller. I can't stand the handsome guy.
There is an undercurrent surging behind the glamor of the city. Drug lord Yan Jiuye controls the underground network, but I always stumble into murder scenes by accident.
My ex-best friend Cheng Wan'er colluded with the gang and set up a trap. I was trapped in secret rooms, bombed buildings, and drug houses, and narrowly escaped death every time.
I got a golden finger by accident, and I can instantly generate a three-dimensional architectural structure diagram in my mind with every detail.
The design contains secret passages, circuits, vents, and even the location of the bomb.
Others rely on clues to solve crimes, but I rely on inspiration to directly see through the entire building, and no one can prevent me from playing tricks that are counter-intuitive.
Lu Chen, a police hacker, handsome and sinister, protects me while investigating the case. He is mean-mouthed but reliable.
I draw pictures, and he writes code. One uses design to turn things around, and the other uses data to turn things around.
He laughed that my design drawings were more accurate than criminal investigation drawings, and I scolded him for wearing a black shirt just to match my drawings.
From mansion murders to underground drug networks, I use drawings to break through layers of disguise.
While others ran for their lives, I rushed towards danger because the truth was all flashing in my mind.
This city is full of characters, but we don't live according to routines.
The design drawing is my statement of challenge, and the code is his weapon.
One day, I will use a picture to lift Yan Jiuye's sky and draw true light.
