My name is Chen Xie, a private detective who loves money more than life itself.
My fellow detectives laugh at me for pretending to be a medium, and my clients curse me for charging through the nose. Only the icy female forensic doctor at the municipal bureau knows the truth: those cases the police call “cold cases” are, to me, just a matter of price.
“Miss, you’ve got a dark aura. Don’t take the last bus lately.”
“Boss, this house of yours is haunted... That’ll cost extra!”
What? I’m a detective who happens to know a little ancestral yin-yang magic. That’s perfectly reasonable, isn’t it?
Wonderful and strange.