A fateful shot turned genius detective Wen Zhiwei into a suspect.
Suspension, gun collection, social death.
Lu Lengyue, the sister of a former comrade in arms and a cold policewoman, moved into his home with deep hatred and monitored him 24 hours a day.
Everyone thought that Wen Jiwei was completely useless, until a series of real and bizarre cases that shocked the whole country broke out one after another: the headless ice sculpture, the butcher on a rainy night, the perfect secret room...
The task force was at a loss. Only Wen Shiwei, who was under surveillance, smelled the "smell of death" at the crime scene that ordinary people could not detect.
His sense of smell can smell fear, lies, and sins buried by time.
Lu Lengyue wanted to personally send him to jail, but she watched him time and time again seize the irrefutable evidence and play with the real murderer at his fingertips.
Lu Lengyue: "What other secrets are you hiding?"
Wen Shiwei: "I can smell that the real murderer of your brother is right next to us..."
