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A detective who traveled back to the 12th year of the Republic of China, a One Piece exchange system that can only operate in the dark, a Shanghai where serial killers are rampant, Japanese spies are hiding, and warlords and compradors collude.
Lin Mo squatted next to the body in the back alley of Xiafei Road and pinched a handful of marinade crumbs from the nails of the deceased. Rust, star anise, cinnamon—these smells point to the humble wonton stand on the corner. The murderer was left-handed and strangled with a thin rope. After each crime, he would return to the same corner, order a plate of braised dried beans, and sit there for a long time. He is not eating dried beans, he is reminiscing. Lin Mo squatted opposite the wonton stall for three nights, and finally waited for the man in a gray cloth gown. His name was Huo San. He was a blacksmith apprentice. He was missing half of his little finger on his left hand. Behind him stood a quartermaster who worked for the warlord - Black Snake. Black Snake has an arms smuggling account book written in code. The only person who can decipher the code is Jiang Wan, a fourteen-year-old girl who escaped from the fire five years ago.
From serial murders to arms smuggling, from Jardine Matheson's tea boxes to the Japanese spy network at Sakura Restaurant, from the secret room of the Moon Palace Club to the interception of warships outside Zhenjiang Port - Lin Mo relied on the blessing of the system and careful reasoning to go from a concession detective to a member of the Special Investigation Team of the Ministry of National Defense. Every time he solves a case, his system points increase, from strengthening his strength to the Sixth Type of Navy Shave, from seeing and hearing domineering to burning fruits. But what he really relies on is always the pair of eyes that can see the murderer's whereabouts from between the nails.
