Crime Scene: A Killer Hides a Weapon at the Police Station

Qiu Ling’s life motto: Keep a low profile, but make sure bad people meet a spectacular end.

By day, he’s a puppet maker so unpopular that even stray cats turn their noses up at him, scraping by on handcrafted figurines.

By night, he’s the top cleaner on the dark web, code-named “The Puppeteer.” He specializes in sending lifelike dolls crawling out of the Mirror Realm to give his targets an “unexpected surprise.” Three years, no mistakes, no complaints, no bad reviews, unless you count the dead, who can’t leave reviews.

Then he landed a big job: send an organ-trafficking tycoon to the afterlife. The requested method was “make it look like a natural disaster, so the police can’t find a single clue.”

The job went perfectly.

Except for one little bug: the Gothic doll he had carved was taken in as evidence, and Ouyang Jing, his former desk mate and secret crush from middle school, now head of the major crimes unit, was holding up a photo and asking him to make a copy.

“Boss, every eyelash on this doll is so lifelike, it looks even more real than the one at my crime scene!”

Qiu Ling stared at his own “criminal evidence,” his smile stiffening. “...You have an excellent eye.”

“By the way, have you heard of ‘The Puppeteer’?” Ouyang Jing lowered her voice. “We’ve been chasing him for three months, and we still don’t even know if he’s a man or a woman!”

Qiu Ling: Is it possible you’re discussing how to catch yourself with the suspect right now?

And so Qiu Ling began surviving on hell difficulty:

By day, he carved “stress-relief trinkets” for the police beauty. By night, he controlled dolls in the mirror to carry out assassination jobs, all while answering her soul-searching questions: “Boss, why does this doll look a little like that corrupt official who died last week?”