Seattle Bridge Blind Box Survival Guide

Seattle, a steel jungle folded by capital. In the mid-level villa, the plutocrats were partying all night long, while under the bridge, nameless corpses were thrown into the darkness like industrial waste every day. Lu Di, an international student from North America who was extremely short of money, worked as a "part-time body collector" at the bottom of the night shift at the King County Forensic Bureau in order to survive. While others avoided the murder scene, he regarded it as a gold-mining ground outside the law. With a pair of world-weary eyes, he calmly squeezes out the last bit of value from the dead - overtime pay, windfall, whatever. Until a corpse was pushed onto his autopsy table. The deceased was the ace scavenger of the top chaebol "Deep Sea Medical". What he held in his hand was the secret that the entire group wanted to bury. In this shiny yet putrid abyss, compassion is rubbish and survival is everything. Lu Di clenched the bloody chip in his hand and only wanted to know one thing: The next person to be pushed onto the dissecting table must not be himself.