A Psychic Junior Forensic Doctor Joins the Homicide Unit

Chu Bai was born with yin-yang eyes. While other people perform autopsies with a knife, she lets ghosts speak for themselves.

She isn’t afraid when the dead cry out for justice, nor does she flee when evil spirits come to claim her. The only thing that makes her tremble is having her bonus taxed.

That is, until she’s transferred to the Homicide Division and meets Lu Chenzhou, a cold-faced detective who believes in science, has a short temper, and specializes in dealing with superstition.

Strange cases are piling up in Yunjing.

Bodies stitch themselves back together in locked rooms. A midnight bus is covered in bloody footprints. Paper effigies from a wealthy family take the seat of honor at the table in the dead of night... While everyone else is trembling with fear, Chu Bai calmly pulls out a talisman. “Exorcisms cost fifty. Dream visits cost two hundred. Monthly rates available.”

Lu Chenzhou scoffs. “Quit pretending to be a medium.”

The next second, Chu Bai’s protection talisman takes a knife meant for him.

Lu Chenzhou: “Coincidence.”

Chu Bai: “Fine. Coincidence or not, you can still scan to pay.”

A psychic coroner and a science-minded, cold-blooded detective.

She questions ghosts; he investigates people. She breaks supernatural traps; he unravels human schemes.

While everyone else solves cases with clues, they solve them by letting the victims file complaints in person.

But as an old case involving the Black Lotus resurfaces, Chu Bai discovers the truth: her ability to see ghosts isn’t a gift. Someone has had their eye on her eyes for a long time.

Chu Bai: “Detective, if a male ghost and I fell off a cliff together, who would you save first?”

Lu Chenzhou: “You.”

Chu Bai is touched for three seconds.

Lu Chenzhou adds coldly, “Ghosts can’t die from a fall. If you die, I’ll have to write a report.”

Who knows whether metaphysics lies at the end of science.

But Chu Bai knows that overtime lies at the end of every murder case.