[Alternate Universe + Modern Romance + Mystery and Deduction + Crime Solving + Romance]
When a criminal profiler is paired with the police captain who seems least suited to be her partner.
She reads the silent evidence. He tracks down vanished killers. And together, they face a shadowy network that regards crime as “social surgery.”
[Synopsis]
A string of highly ritualized “judgment” murders rocks Linjiang City. The criminals livestream their crimes online and sign them “The Judge.” Lin Shuyue, a criminal psychology expert from the provincial department, is called in at a critical moment and paired with Lu Chenzhou, a cold, hard-nosed criminal investigation captain who rejects profiling.
She can reconstruct a killer’s personality from a single strand of hair. He believes only in hard evidence from the crime scene.
From mistrust to forced cooperation, they see her profiles repeatedly point with uncanny accuracy to impossible suspects. They have no choice but to admit that they are not dealing with one lone madman, but the beginnings of a criminal network with twisted ideals and a hidden structure.
As the network’s shadow lingers, a “Rainy Night Stalker” case begins. The criminal follows women like a shadow, targeting those walking alone. This time, the killer does more than watch: they are “learning” how the police think.
Lu Chenzhou is injured protecting Lin Shuyue, and his blood tears down the professional barriers between them.
On a damp, bitterly cold night, they go from colleagues in perfect sync to comrades in arms who can trust each other with their lives. Then an old photo album links Lu Chenzhou’s father, Lin Shuyue’s missing mentor, the Tang family, and a mysterious insignia into a bloody thread stretching back thirty years... “Crime profiling reveals not only the killer, but also a portrait of human nature in the dark side of an age.”
To be continued. Awaiting the full story.
At first, he thought her analysis was "like fortune telling." Later, his life was saved by her analysis. The top collision of reason and intuition finally forges unreserved trust. "My profile can be silent, but for your safety, I must hear it." They are each other's sword in the dark and their only sheath. In the chaos and silence, he took off his gloves for the first time, and with his bloody fingertips, he slowly wrote on my palm: You. Install. Complete. ?. At that moment I was shocked, All my mental models failed in front of him. It turns out that the deepest protection is that even instincts are rewritten for you. @ ##WordDaily