The top forensic doctor Shen Lingwei transmigrated into the abandoned daughter of the Hou family and was forced to live with the corpse in Yizhuang.
Everyone knows that she is unlucky and unlucky, but they don't know that she hides a knife in her sleeve and can read the mantra of corpses in her eyes.
"The angle of the wound is 35 degrees. The murderer is left-handed and about seven feet tall."
"This is not a demonic fire, but a spontaneous combustion of white phosphorus."
"Your Highness, the old wound in your heart was treated by a doctor who did not have good medical skills."
With her modern forensic skills, she walked from the mass grave into the lobby of the Ministry of Punishments and became the sharpest "knife" of Xiao Wuyan, the cold-faced king of hell.
The prince, who was so powerful that he hated all filth and filthiness, initially only regarded her as a tool:
"Do your job well and don't touch the rules that you shouldn't touch."
Later, he knocked on the door of the autopsy room late at night, his voice hoarse:
"Shen Lingwei... If I get hurt, only you are allowed to touch me."
And when a series of mysterious cases that imitate "divine punishment" occur one after another——
Bloody corpses with water flowing backwards, dead people with mandala growing out of their chests, entire villages "evaporating" overnight...
The mastermind behind the scenes weaves a web of fear, aiming straight at the heart of the dynasty.
Shen Ling slightly clenched her lancet and shouted in the court:
"There are no ghosts in this world that kill people, only the human heart."
Xiao Wuyan stood in front of her, facing the opposition of the entire world:
"The direction of the sword in her palm is the direction of the law in my heart."
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