Everyone in the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau knows that Chen Yusheng and Jiang Wan are the most understanding partners.
He is the sharp edge in solving crimes from a legend in the police academy to the captain of criminal investigation. She is the youngest chief prosecutor in the bureau, using bones as a language and evidence as a sword.
During the day, we pursue the truth side by side, but at night, there is a layer of hearts that we dare not touch.
He remembered that the heels of her shoes were worn flat, that the mints in her pocket were expired, and that her fingers were icy every time she appeared on the scene - but all his concerns were hidden in the words "Forensic Ginger".
She remembered that he was fainting with blood but attended every autopsy, she remembered that he stayed up all night and left a candy for her in the conference room, and she remembered that the umbrella he borrowed three years ago has not been returned yet - but all her heartbeats were swallowed back in her throat and turned into a business-like "Team Chen".
Half a step away, there is a tacit and safe distance between each other.
Until a bloody fingerprint connected the unsolved case three years ago to the murder in front of him. The same strangulation method, the same scene details, the same - the forever missing link in the chain of evidence.
The clues Chen Yusheng traced pointed to a person who had long been ruled out, but Jiang Wan's autopsy report told him: the traces at the scene could not have been left by this person.
It's the evidence that lies. Or is someone paying for the truth?
This is the first time in three years that they have been on opposite sides.
He didn't tell her that he led a team to arrest the suspect. She also didn't tell him that she secretly stuffed a mint candy into his pocket before he went out.
But during that operation, Chen Yusheng fell in the darkness before dawn, his police uniform soaked with blood.
He didn't know until his death that the female forensic doctor who was always cold and distant to him had been in love with him for many years.
On the dissection table, the shadowless lamp was as pale as frost.
Jiang Wan picked up the cold scalpel——
Chen Yusheng, this is the closest I have ever been to you in my life.
From then on, she walked alone in the world with her faith.
At Qingming Festival every year, we go to a reunion that no one knows about.
He protects the peace of the world, and she protects the truth and clarity.
Love is silent, life and death are difficult to overcome.
Lost in time, there is no return date.
Intention: The truth will eventually be revealed to the world, but love will always be buried deep in the heart.