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Former criminal investigation team consultant X former drug undercover agent Xia Song (attack) X to Pei An (receive) [Statement: There is no prototype for attack and suffering, the case comes from real life] —— "How can there be a perfect crime in the world? Have you read too many novels? After re-investigating the scene, I don't believe it. The murderer didn't leave any clues." A strange case recently occurred in Jiangcheng—— "001" Secret Room Murder Case The murderer left a word and disappeared from the world. "The game begins——" - "The game... Has started? What does the murderer mean?" Zhang Hui looked at the photo on the big screen with no clue. "Are there any other clues at the scene?" "No more. There are no fingerprints, shoe prints, or even a hair. This is so weird. How did he do it? There can't really be a perfect crime." The deceased was female, her name was Xue Jiajia, she was 28 years old and worked as a makeup artist in an entertainment company. The death was tragic, and the murderer wrapped her in the shape of a mummy with a weird posture, which seemed to be hinting at something. … "Director Li, why don't we... Find foreign aid... Standing like this is not an option..." Li Yan stood opposite the desk. "What kind of foreign aid are you looking for? I personally approved his expulsion, do you want me to find him again?" "Director Li, I think there is a misunderstanding here. We haven't learned anything about what happened back then. I don't think he is that kind of person..." "You can't tell a person by his appearance. Go back." … Everyone was a little surprised when Xia Song came to the criminal investigation detachment. "Consultant Xia?" "Just call me Xia Song. I'm no longer the consultant of the Criminal Investigation Detachment." - "I think... The deceased was probably killed somewhere else, and then locked into a secret room by the murderer. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense. This secret room is too clean. Have you done any trace inspection?" This secret room is too clean—— "It's been done, there's no trace of blood." … - "Quick, quick, get out of the way, the patient's vital signs are weak." … Xiang Pei An woke up again three weeks later. "I... Am not dead?" He looked at the gauze wrapped around his body and at himself in the mirror. He survived. And came back. - "Director Li, I don't want to be an undercover agent anymore. Can you change my position to another one?" "Xiao An, are you sure? Your second level will be approved soon." Xiang Pei An closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Director Li, I entered the OUHK when I was nineteen. I went on a mission with the detachment when I was 21. At the age of 22, I was sent as an undercover agent three times before I graduated in my senior year. Three times, I almost died under the knife of the ghost. If not for this timely support, I might have been buried in a foreign country. It's been six years, Director Li. Moreover, the ghost will not let me go." Director Li silently signed "Approval" on the application. - "Sister Gu! There is someone coming to our team! He is still a handsome guy. He just has a lot of injuries on his body. I don't know how he did it." Xiang Pei'an, male, 28, graduated from the OUHK at the age of 23. Employment experience unknown. "Unknown? What do you mean? Which person is forced into our team?" - Xiang Pei An was put off on the first day he came to the detachment. "It's eleven o'clock, you finally come to work?" "Sorry." "If you can do it, do it. If you can't quit, I really don't know what the higher-ups are thinking. They want to put a connected person in and treat our team as a recycling bin?" Gu Ji didn't leave him any face. "Okay, just say a few words." Xia Song, who was sitting on a bench nearby, spoke. "My name is Xia Song, do you know me?" She turned to Pei An and glanced at him, then looked away at his stretched out hand. "Thank you, please don't mind your own business." He turned towards Pei An and wanted to leave, but was pulled back. "Wait a minute, have we met somewhere?" … "Xiang Pei An, I will tell you something after this case is over." "Yeah." - "Xiang Pei An, you must be fine." Xia Song knelt before the Buddha and prayed devoutly. He was not religious at all. I like you. Xiang Pei An, I like you. I really like you, you have to hear what I say with your own ears. "I heard you, Xia Song." Xia Song only felt a bitter kiss fall on his lips. - Xia Song×Xiang Pei'an Intention: Facing hope and facing the light, feeling where love exists