When Jiang Xingzhi woke up, he no longer remembered who he was.
He only remembered one thing: this city called Mirror City had no exits, the people walking on the streets were all amnesiacs, and every seven days, a crime scene would be dropped in the city. Someone dies and they must solve the case or disappear themselves.
Like an eliminated puzzle piece, it was gently removed from the picture.
Teammates thought he was slow, and onlookers said he was holding him back. Until he walked into the scene for the third time, he squatted in front of a pool of blood and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he raised his head and asked a question that no one had thought of. The case was solved.
No one knows how he did it. He couldn't tell himself. He only knows that he has a skill - in each case, he can ask three questions to the truth, and the answer must be true.
But every time he asked a question, he got a splitting headache. Every night, he dreamed of a strange woman lying in a pool of blood, and a smiling man talking to him.
In the fourth case, the victim held a piece of paper in his clothes, with the words "Jiang Xingzhi" written on it in his own handwriting.
Some of the cases in this city look like he designed them.
And he's putting himself back together. One piece, one piece.
