Forensic intern Lin Mo has a secret - he can hear the last thoughts of the deceased on the autopsy table.
Before his death, Zhang Jianguo said: "The person who killed me was wearing a Rolex."
The old teacher said before his death: "He poured me a cup of tea, and I couldn't stand up."
Before his death, Sample No. 4 Said: "He was keeping time by the side to see how long I struggled before dying."
Every time he solves a case, his ability becomes stronger. Every time he gets stronger, he is one step closer to the "Maplewood Road Corpse Case" three years ago - the last ability host was broken into thirty-three pieces, and the case remains unsolved to this day. And the first task he received was to find out the truth or become the next one.
Thirty days countdown. Everyone around him is wearing a mask: the criminal police captain concealed key testimony, psychology experts from the provincial department are secretly investigating him, and even Uncle Zhao, the master who taught him forensic techniques, was caught on surveillance camera sneaking into the archives room late at night and taking away all the files.
The dead speak in his ears, and the living lie before him.
And the person who calls himself "Master" sent a text message——
"I planted the seeds in you three years ago. It's time to harvest them tonight."
I thought I was an ordinary medical examiner until the dead man's voice rang in my head. Cases of corpse dismemberment, suicide bombings, living people used as experimental subjects... Each corpse told me the same name. That name is my master. That name is myself. Three years ago, I buried the key in the darkroom with my own hands, and then forgot everything. Now, it's time for the seeds to germinate. They want my fear. But they don't know that a person who has listened to dead people for three years has nothing to fear.
