I’m the most inconspicuous waitress at Snowy Night Manor.
No one knows I used to be a forensic trace analyst for the provincial public security department. Three years ago, a forged forensic report made me the scapegoat for a murder.
The boiler operator’s surname is Gu, and his right hand is injured.
No one knows he used to be a criminal investigation team captain. The night he was suspended, he was investigating a series of murders on a snowy night.
A blizzard cuts off the mountain, and the murders begin. One body, two bodies, three bodies... Every victim was a witness to the wrongful case from three years ago.
The killer is reenacting the old case, following its original sequence and killing the witnesses one by one.
They say the seventh will be Shen Zhi.
A knife hidden under the bed, coal dust on the soles of my shoes, the surveillance cameras going offline... They want me to become the seventh corpse.
But I can read the traces, and I can break the lock on the ice cellar.
If you force me to become a corpse, I’ll bring the case to light with my own hands.
I just never expected that the one who would take a bullet for me in the end would be the “killer” I’d suspected all along.
As the police sirens tear through the snowy night, I finally understand:
I was never meant to be the seventh corpse.
