Floodwaters washed away the old bridge, and a clamshell bucket dredged a skeleton from the concrete.
The knot was the kind used on sand-dredging boats. The dead man was Lao Qi, an informant who had supposedly fled with the money twenty-three years ago.
But the name on the arrest warrant belonged to his mentor.
He had died three whole months after his supposed escape. He hadn't fled. He'd been held captive, silenced, and poured into the bridge pier.
Qin Zhen, a former criminal investigator demoted to community policing, knew this skeleton should never have been found.
But he also knew that once the waters receded, everything on the riverbed had to be brought to light.
He wasn't investigating a case. He was trying to make good on words he'd owed for twenty-three years.
And buried beneath this river were more than bones. There was also the original sin on which an entire city had built its prosperity.
No System, no rebirth, no golden finger. Only an old pocket watch, half a ledger, and a group of people who refused to swallow their words.
"Don't fish!" Don't tell ghost stories. It only describes how people work underwater, how they pay accounts, and how they swallow their words. I won't feel scared after reading it, I will just feel my throat tightening - like I just surfaced from the water and haven't learned how to breathe normally yet. Thank you also for your willingness to follow Shen Shen. The pace of Chapter 15 is slow and the clues are fragmented. Those who can read this are the ones who are really willing to hold their breath with me in the dark. This patience is heavier than any data. There are no words under the water, but your gaze gives me the confidence to continue diving.
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The author is particularly good at creating suspense. The story is gripping, the plot is fascinating, and the characters are vivid. The reading experience is great. Highly recommended!!! Come and see everyone!!