The Female Lead’s Moonlight in Her Palm

I am the last light of the Heiheihei Detective Agency.

As the bloody tragedy that wiped out the agency fills Director He’s eyes, I sneak into 1111 New Media with wounds that have yet to heal.

Everyone here is putting on an act: the livestream department director falls from a building, the accountant is poisoned, a body is hidden in the basement... And one name runs through it all: Cheng Lala.

I thought I was a hunter seeking the truth.

Until Qi Wei grips my wrist and says, “Don’t carry it all alone.” Zhang Yuqi shields me from every attempt to sound me out, and Tian Xiwei holds on to my hand for dear life in the fire.

Then there is Li Renli, who presses her forehead to mine on the night her identity is exposed and says, “I’ve been undercover for five years. I almost forgot how to care about someone.”

Kang Le points her gun at me, then lowers it, her voice hoarse. “You look too much like her... So much that I want to kill you, and yet I want you to live.”

Only when moonlight slips through my palm do I understand:

Someone had already lit the way for me along this bloodstained road.