On New Year's Eve 1998, the Hegang Nanshan Mine Treasury was hijacked by armed forces.
The seven veteran policemen on the task force were all wiped out, and the scene was tragic, leaving only a blood-stained "Investigation Note".
As the only surviving trainee police officer in the task force, Lin Xiaowu was bound to the "Undead Detective System" in the sea of blood.
"Xiao Wu, the deceased's incision was everted, and the murderer was left-handed." The ghost of forensic doctor Lao Li stood next to the headless body, his voice cold.
"Xiao Wu, close your eyes, give your body to me, and I'll teach you how to blow that beast's head off with one shot!" The heroic soul of the sharpshooter Brother Zhao roared.
"Xiaowu, the murderer ran to the southwest, chase him!" The ghost of Wang Ge, a trace detection expert, pointed to the muddy footprints.
A bloody manhunt spanning six provinces and lasting seven years began.
The group of perverted gangsters who were responsible for dozens of lives thought they had escaped from the dragnet long ago.
Little did they know that in the dark night behind them, there was always an old-fashioned jeep clinging to them.
The driver was a red-eyed young policeman, and his car was full of heroic souls who were still waiting to die!
"Since the living can't catch you, I'll bring the dead to catch you!"
