The mist and rain of the Republic of China shrouded the ancient town paved with bluestones. In the criss-crossing deep alleys, the wind was wrapped in the dust of the years, passing by the mottled old walls and closed house doors. Every inch of brick joint and every stone slab hides old traces buried by time. The mysterious death of the owner of an old house broke the silence of the ancient town, and also involved family secrets and bloody past events that had been sealed for decades. The investigators followed the vague traces in the alley and dug deeper, parting through the mist and mist, only to discover that the marks that had been deliberately forgotten were evidence of love and hate. Behind every old mark, there were unknown conspiracies, regrets, and unspoken redemptions. The truth slowly emerged in the depths of the alley.
