"Ghost? Don't worry, wait for me to dissect it."
I, Shen Ning, the forensic doctor of the Municipal Bureau, am a staunch materialist.
In my eyes, being haunted by ghosts is nothing more than abnormal muscle spasms, and ghosts hitting walls is nothing more than spatial cognitive impairment.
Until I encountered a series of "supernatural" murder cases and an antique shop owner who only opened late at night.
He is responsible for seeing ghosts, and I am responsible for physical salvation.
He laughed at me for being crazy, trying to use a lancet to dissect metaphysics; I laughed at him for being crazy, holding a broken bottle and calling it an "ominous thing."
Later I discovered that the scariest thing is not the ghosts and gods, but the human heart twisted by desire behind the masks of ghosts and gods.
