Espionage: Codename Yama, Tracking Killers by Reading Minds from the Start

I transmigrated to Jinling in 1936 and became a marginalized night patrol constable. I planned to lie flat, but a bizarre murder shattered my peace. In a dark alley late at night, a young female reporter had her throat slit with a single stroke. I went over to investigate as part of my routine, and my fingers accidentally touched her warm blood. In an instant, the world spun! I saw the killer's blade, felt the beast's ultimate thrill as he murdered, and even heard his twisted chuckle deep in his throat! This wasn't an illusion. It was my one-of-a-kind golden finger: the Crime Prison Mind-Reading Art! With this unique skill, I latched onto the killer through the tiniest clues, only to discover that this small murder was connected to a vast spy network capable of blowing up half of Jinling! The Japanese panicked, and even the Military Statistics Bureau was rattled. An order transferred me to the Intelligence Department. They don't know that I can do more than solve cases: I can make people “disappear” without a sound. Only later did I hear that Japanese spies had secretly given me a nickname: the King of Hell. Others patrol the streets hoping for peace. I patrol the streets to drag Japanese spies' souls to hell!