On a rainy night, the grain store in Nanping Town was stolen. Rookie policeman Lin Yue chased the thief into a dead end. The thief ran away, but he found a brown paper envelope between the cushions of the broken sofa.
There were seven photos in the envelope: a dead face, a bruised wrist, white pills scattered on the black-and-white checkered floor tiles, a back view of a woman in a red dress, a house number with "206" written on it, an old newspaper with the date cut out, and an ID card with the face covered - the name column said: Chen Jianguo.
Why did the deputy mayor who was transferred five years ago appear as a thief?
Before he had time to think deeply, his college classmate Su Wanqing landed at the Nanping Town newspaper office. The girl who was sitting in front of him and borrowing notes back then, standing behind him, was a big shot that the entire Beijing circle could not afford to offend.
She smiled and said, "Invite me to dinner," but in the dark, she handed him letters one by one and paved the way for his promotion. From police officer to deputy director to director, every time he solves a case, he steps up a step further. But halfway up the mountain, he suddenly turned back - every face in those seven photos was still alive, standing behind him, looking at him and smiling.
The real chess player has been hiding at the end of the rainstorm.
