Miss Christie came from a backward little town to the metropolis of New York. She was crude and worldly, broke, and couldn't even win a fight when she tried to rob someone. All she could do was pick through the trash and band together with the homeless on the streets to scrape by.
Soon, Christie found a job sent from heaven: detective.
All because she could see a number above everyone's head.
Back in her small town, the number above most people's heads was a reassuring "0." After arriving in the big city, she would occasionally see a "1-3." That was probably New York's charm, a city so beautiful and so sinful.
When she spotted a conspicuous "10" on someone's head in the street, she screamed and trembled as she reported him to the police. Before long, the New York police had caught a serial killer.
The numbers above people's heads showed how many people they had directly killed.
No skilled detective could deduce the killer at a crime scene faster than she could. All she had to do was watch the numbers above people's heads change, and money sprinkled with dreamlike glitter would pour into her account.
Christie quickly made a name for herself. Before long, she became the most talked-about newcomer in New York's detective world, a savior welcomed as an honored guest by the police.
She bought an apartment in downtown New York and could finally settle down in the metropolis, free of worries.
On the first day after moving in, Christie met the new neighbor who terrified her.
The friendly, gentlemanly young man helped her pick up a folder she'd dropped on the ground. His handsome face was framed by long, dark hair that fell over his forehead. His skin was pale, his features sharply defined yet alluring, and his emerald eyes gleamed like ghostly phosphorescence.
A vivid red "49" hovered above his head, and he was looking for his next victim to reach a satisfying round number.
A mystery detective novel as a treat for myself.
2025.11.7
Theme: Justice will ultimately triumph over evil
