[Big heroine + female officer detective + cute monsters + cool rules and rules + court intrigues + two strong men]
Wen Zhiyao has a photographic memory, and her files can bite!
As soon as an unjust case entered the door, the name of the case grew on its own in the file; the grievances disappeared day by day, and the ink was wet and cold and biting - even more vengeful than her.
Everyone in the capital knows that Officer Wen of Dali Temple is ruthless in investigating cases, but only she knows that the ones who are really working overtime are her non-staff employees: a Haechi who can lie until he is drunk and bump into pillars when drunk, a black carp who specializes in "transforming" false confessions for you, an old book beetle who has chewed files for fifty years and speaks more choked than the censor, and an orange cat who does nothing but collapse the shed.
Time travel? No. Rebirth? No. She was just a ninth-grade female promotion officer. On her first day at work, she returned the paperwork that her boss had approved incorrectly. From then on, she was on the road of "finding who died" and never returned.
The opponent is a system that is "accustomed to making paper disappear". Ten years ago, there was a major case that was wiped clean by the whole country - it was wiped on her father's head, it was wiped on her mentor's legs, and now it was wiped in front of her lamp.
The other party has dead men, experts, and ten years of inheritance.
She had a copy of "Dayan Laws" and a lot of bad news: witnesses were recorded on the spot, and copies of the entire investigation process were kept. She was suspended and she wrote a "Suspicious Dou Lu" to sue the three departments - seven questions, not asking about guilt, only asking about the law. The questions made all the people in charge of the court lose sleep.
A certain Prince Ning, who was the most famous dandy in the entire capital during the day, climbed over the wall at night to deliver clues to her, with a peach blossom on the note. When she asked what the picture was about, he said, "I am free."
The paper will rot and the ink will fade, but as long as someone remembers it, the case will live.
——Wen Tuiguan has opened the book.
