The Weapons Lined Up to Call the Police. I’m Just a Secondhand Dealer!

[No Female Lead + No Romance + Lighthearted Comedy + Episodic Mystery + Wild Imagination and Wish Fulfillment]

Lin Du inherits a secondhand junk shop on the verge of bankruptcy and unexpectedly awakens the ability to hear the voices of all things. He can understand the wild complaints and former owners’ memories of every old item.

He only meant to flip secondhand goods for a little profit, but things take a very strange turn.

A bloodstained shovel sobs, “Boss! Some creep used me to bury a living person in the eastern suburbs yesterday. I was scared out of my shovel!”

A secondhand mattress complains, “I can’t sleep! Someone stuffed fifty million in consecutive-numbered bills inside me, and my springs hurt!”

A dashcam with a shattered screen yells, “Turn me on! I want to expose that dirtbag who fled the scene!”

Hoping to collect the police’s generous reward money, Lin Du immediately reports what he’s heard.

And then...

The police are stunned: he never even leaves home, yet it’s as if he has a map hack! No matter how perfectly a sealed-room murder is staged, he can identify the culprit just by touching the doorknob! He’s a hidden master detective!

The underworld is terrified: Lin is way too scary. He knows all our secret ledgers. His intelligence network must span the entire globe!

Counting the commendation banners and the piles of prize money filling his house, Lin Du sighs helplessly. “I swear, I’m just a junk dealer. All I want is to make some money in peace!”