In a warehouse in Qinghe City, Dongliao Province, entrepreneur Chen Ye hanged himself at the scene. Huangxian tablets and Buddhist beads were scattered on the ground. According to folk rumors, he had assaulted the Five Immortals, and the city bureau hastily finalized the case. Only forensic doctor Shen Yan stared at the traces of struggle on the neck and twisted the high-grade wool fiber that did not belong to the warehouse with his fingertips.
Three years ago, her mentor also "accidentally" died in a fall like this. Zhao Kun, then deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, suppressed all doubts and demoted the lead criminal police officer Lu Yan to the archives room. Now that Zhao Kun is the mayor, Hongyuan Capital's tentacles are wrapped with foreign forces and are encroaching on Qinghe's core agricultural technology. What Chen Ye has in his hands is the upgraded version of the technology that his mentor was tracking back then.
When investigative reporter Jiang Xu came to the door with Chen Ye's tape asking for help, the hidden line between Shen Yan and Lu Yan had already been laid out. But Zhao Kun's cronies blocked the autopsy, and the inspections by the Commission for Discipline Inspection and Supervision were repeatedly blocked, and even the National People's Congress representatives within the system did not dare to speak out.
Until Li Weimin, a representative of private entrepreneurs, knocked on the door of the meeting with 16 representatives from outside the system. Zhou Mingyuan, the former executive deputy mayor and now the director of the National People's Congress, opened the window and said loudly: "The supervisory power of the National People's Congress has never been a decoration."
When the encrypted USB disk was taken out from the Fox Fairy Statue in the Five Immortals Temple, when the joint list of the recall case gathered 18 people, and when the handcuffs of the criminal investigation team were placed on the colluders of capital and power, Shen Yan finally saw clearly: under the embers, justice is never a solo dance of a brave man, but a flower planted in the abyss together with the knife of the forensic doctor, the pen of the reporter, and the seal of the National People's Congress.
Purpose: Use the law as a blade, protect the people with power, and justice will eventually pierce the darkness