Zombie Detective

In 1930, Mo Yuan, the inspector of the French Concession. Two years ago on Kunlun Mountain, there was something in my chest, and I haven't taken off my sunglasses since. When investigating the case, that thing helped him and also turned him into... Little by little. Three white bones were excavated from the sewer of Xiafei Road. The metacarpal bones were drilled, and the medicinal smell was sweet and greasy. Needles from clinics, goods from foreign companies, and incinerators from temples. He handled this case neatly, too neatly to be true. In the secret room of the orphanage, the priest died in the locked confession room with two bloody holes in his neck. The children said there were people walking at night, but there was no sound of footsteps. The first time he looked in the wrong direction. In the northwest Gobi, a warlord dug up a thousand-year-old tomb, and there were immortal things buried in the yellow sand. There has been no rain for three years, but someone is waiting. In the winter fog in Nanjing, everyone has another story in their mouths, and even the dead are lying. Deep in the mountains of Yunnan and Burma, a British man carried instruments and entered his ancestor's grave. The life experience of his closest relatives was hidden in his bones and blood. In the Battle of Songhu, there was no reasoning on the battlefield, only the living and the dead. In the last case, a person walked into Kunlun. Go ask why. Seven cases, from pressing to letting go. He is not the Chosen One, just a detective. I have been investigating other people's cases all my life, but the last case I investigated was myself. Suspense of the Republic of China·Hardcore Detective·Unit Series·Single Volume Completed Two chapters updated every day, constantly updated.