[Da Ming + Jinyiwei + Historical martial arts + suspenseful counter-investigation + decisive killing]
My name is Shen Yan, a criminal complaint prosecutor in Yangyang Huaxia, specializing in investigating old cases.
When he opened his eyes again, he turned out to be a death row prisoner.
This wave is for professional counterparts, but I don't really want to take it.
The jailer forced me to put my stamp on the death roll of thirty-seven people. If you press it, the case will be closed and I will accept the credit; if you don't press it, I will probably not survive tonight.
I didn't press it.
The pot is too big to carry.
After flipping through a few pages in the booklet, the cause of death was added later, the ink did not match, and page 37 was torn out entirely. The column of the person handling the transaction is empty.
It's clear that they want to close the case against me.
That night, the first dead man broke in and came to kill me. A master of opening pulses, one palm of his true energy penetrated my meridians. He doesn't know that there is a furnace of all kinds of magic in my body, which specializes in refining all the true energy, medicinal power, and poisons that enter my body.
After burning the furnace, I went from forging the body to moving the blood, and pressed him to death next to the death book.
I was so scared and then he was gone.
Now there is finally a page that is true.
From today on, I will retreat one by one of these thirty-seven lives. If one is missing, I will lose.
I taught Jin Yiwei the first sentence: Who will sign this document?
Don't ask, just ask because you are afraid of taking the blame.
But before the killer died, he squeezed out this sentence:
"Page 37, not here."
I looked at the dead book with missing pages.
OK. It's getting more and more punishing.
Realm: body training, blood removal, pulse opening, orifice refining, Zhen Gang, Grandmaster, Tianguan.
