Jiang Ye is the coldest criminal defense lawyer in the business. He speaks for the dead and never defends the living. He believes corpses don’t lie, while the living always hide the truth. Gu Tang is the forensic field’s loneliest silent observer, able to read the testimony of death from between the bones. When a massacre case that the entire internet had already judged is reopened, the two uncover a bloody chain of serial murders during their courtroom confrontation. Fibers beneath the victims’ fingernails, the unusual distribution of lividity, the subtle angle of a fractured hyoid bone: together, they piece the truth together in silence. The judge falls to his knees in court, not because of the evidence, but because Jiang Ye says, “You judge the living. I speak for the dead. And they haven’t finished speaking yet.”
