Jiang Yu, captain of the criminal investigation team at the Dongcheng Branch, is known in the underworld as “Jiang One-Hand.” Not because he’s good at solving cases, but because he can turn any case into a complete mess with one hand, then somehow solve it by accident. His daily hobbies: sleeping at the office, sneaking bites of crispy noodles, and folding Shiba Inu tissues into little dogs.
Shen Du, a criminal psychology consultant parachuted in from headquarters, is nicknamed “the walking air conditioner.” He’s 187 centimeters tall, has a poker face, and speaks as if he’s reading an autopsy report. He reviewed three years of case files in a single afternoon.
One is unreliable, the other aloof; one solves cases by “folding paper airplanes to read the wind,” the other catches criminals with “perfect profiles and sound logic.”
At their first meeting, Jiang Yu thinks, “This guy’s here to steal my job.”
Shen Du also delivers his verdict: “This captain is pretty unreliable.”
Then the first body appears: a woman living alone, mechanically asphyxiated, with an iris left at the scene and crooked lipstick smeared across her lips.
This wasn’t a crime of passion. It was a ritual.
And the killer is writing in an album: “The first.”
When a psychopath meets “one-handed chaos” and “frozen deduction,” and an unreliable officer is forced to patrol with a poker-faced partner, they have no idea that this case will drag them into a serial mystery spanning three years.
A handful of people, one truth. The mystery begins.
Haha hehe, it's so good [licking the screen] [licking the screen]. I originally discovered this book a long time ago, but was dissuaded by the only bad review. Fortunately, I didn't believe it and read it. It's really good [licking the screen] [licking the screen] Shen definitely had a premeditated plan, but the female forensic doctor seemed to be very familiar with Jiang. After all, she also knew that Jiang would go to have barbecue [what] [what] wait for me to see