[One heroine + no System]
Police detective Ji Xun doesn't believe in ghosts or gods.
That is, until he drank a bowl of tea at a mountaintop temple. When he came down, the entire temple had vanished from the map...
“The coin has chosen you. That makes you my disciple.”
The old Taoist pressed a green, rust-covered coin into his hand.
Ji Xun didn't take it seriously.
He was a staunch materialist, through and through.
Then the cases started getting strange.
A victim had strangled himself, yet there wasn't a trace of anyone else at the scene.
Whenever an investigation reached a crucial point, the entire case would mysteriously disappear.
What Ji Xun didn't know was that someone was erasing certain things from the shadows.
The day an organization came knocking, he learned that another department had long been keeping tabs on several of the unsolved cases he'd investigated.
“Comrade, the organization needs talent like you.”
Ji Xun: ??
The cosplayer beneath the temple was ethereal as an immortal. So she was my senior sister!
Before long, Ji Xun's gaze began to change.
“Officer Ji, why are you staring at my assistant?”
“Officer Ji, why are you ignoring me?”
“Ji Xun, why are you holding your senior sister?!”
Shen Qingya was a cold, aloof doctor to the outside world, but to him, she was the stern-faced senior sister.
Then one day, when he nearly died in the morgue, she crushed a mass of black mist with one hand and glanced back at him.
“Don't tell Master!”
