Chen Jiming is a strange person. What he lost was his belief in the truth and his left leg.
In cities after disasters, spring is not about flowers blooming, but the return of tide.
Walls in old cities sweat, underground pipe corridors condensate, and second-hand prosthetic joints are prone to infection. People change seals, dry quilts, and dehumidify exoskeletons in spring. Forensic doctors will be more cautious during this season because the decomposition rate of corpses is unstable and the smell of mold, industrial dust and human tissue in the corridors are mixed together, making it easy to misjudge the time of death. During the four seasons of reincarnation, he received a strange commission letter from a disappeared industrial code.
The body appeared under an abandoned viaduct. His hip and knee joint injuries were not consistent with a free fall. What's even stranger is that the deceased was wearing a set of industrial exoskeletons that had long been discontinued, and the alloy number of this exoskeleton came from rescue equipment from a mining accident twenty years ago.
Murder? Black market for prosthetics? Workers' compensation fraud?
This is a history of ruthless urban expansion, so sophisticated and yet so rugged that it's anything but romantic.
Concept: Cities are also monsters, and humans have become microorganisms.