Forensic Doctor Qiao Is Talking Nonsense Again Today

Qiao An, a top forensic science student in his senior year, was near death after a car accident. When he opened his eyes again, a thousand-year-old ancestor had taken over his body.

The original owner had a miserable life: born out of wedlock, trampled underfoot by his entire family, and even his death was no accident.

The old ancestor doesn’t pray to Buddha or show mercy. He only believes in rules.

If he’s going to live as the original owner, he’ll live with dignity. If he’s going to avenge him, he’ll settle every score, one by one.

He graduates at the top of his class, joins the city bureau, and enters the criminal investigation unit.

Everyone assumes he got in through connections. Then his autopsy reports prove accurate to the minute, his toxicology analyses leave the entire department in the dust, and his deductions from minor injuries silence even the veteran forensic pathologists.

Then the strange cases begin.

A woman in red who plunges to her death in the elevator every night, a vengeful ghost who repeatedly jumps from a university rooftop, a female ghost who hitches a ride on the last bus at midnight...

When everyone else is at a loss, Qiao An crouches beside the body and speaks gently:

“Don’t be afraid. Tell me, who hurt you?”

The evil aura dissipates, the dead let go of their obsessions, the evidence chain is completed, and the culprits have nowhere to run.

Gu Yanshen: “So, were you summoning spirits just now?”

Qiao An blinks. “Captain, I was just comforting the body.”

Gu Yanshen: “...”