The knot in her hand is a thousand-year-old craftsmanship, and it is also the last words of the deceased.
Su Sui, a criminal police officer from the city bureau, is the only female police officer in the team who knows how to tie knots.
In the early morning, a male corpse was discovered in the ruins of the demolition area. A dark red knot was tied around the neck of the deceased - the knot shape was complex and the ears were regular. It was clearly a long-lost ancient weaving method. The knots were tightly embedded in the skin, locking up all traces of struggle.
This was not a crime of passion, but a planned ritual.
Forensic doctor Wen Yuci is calm and restrained, and always keeps a distance from others. But at the crime scene, the concentric knot he handed over was exactly the same as the old rope she had worn on her wrist for many years, but was laminated in reverse.
"Put it on." He said calmly, "The murderer will do it again."
On the corpses that appear one after another, the knots are constantly changing: locking souls, complaining, placing order... Each one is silently telling.
The deceased were all related to the old reconstruction project many years ago, and deep in the ruins, there once slept an old man - a relative of Su Sui who had been separated since childhood.
Her grandmother taught her how to weave ropes and sent her away when she was young, guarding the ruins alone, waiting for someone who would never come back.
The case is like a knot, entangled layer by layer. Wen Yuci's secrets, the hesitation of his predecessors, the "fate-weaving" lineage that relies on the knot of faith, the grievances between two generations that have been buried for half their lives... Su Sui gradually realized that she had been woven into this web of fate from the beginning.
Knots can seal souls and break situations. She can untie the dead knot, but she doesn't know if she can untie the mystery of her own life.
Intention: Justice may be late, but it will not be absent. Every knot will be untied one day.