I, the Chief Medical Examiner of the Criminal Police Team, have dissected thousands of corpses and never missed a single one.
When he woke up, he became the lowest-ranking coward in the Daqian Dynasty.
In this world, martial arts are sacred, and ordinary people meeting martial artists are like earthworms shaking trees; but I can only do autopsies.
Fortunately, the dead never lie - rigor mortis, corpse spots, and mud, every bit is the unfinished words of the deceased.
After checking it over and over, the half-broken book in my hand suddenly lit up: it revealed the remnants of the deceased, and dragged me into a code-named organization whose identities were unknown to each other.
Only then did I understand that this corpse, this person, and this world were all in trouble.
Many years later, when I stood at the top of martial arts and looked back, behind me were numerous bones and unjust cases that had been overturned.
