The lights on the execution car were as cold as ice.
As an executive assistant, Lin Mo has seen too many ugly moments before death. Fear, meltdowns, incontinence... It's all part of the process.
Until she injected the drug into the second prisoner with her own hands.
The woman, Su Wan, was sentenced to death for torturing her husband and his mistress.
But when their eyes met, Lin Mo's hand holding the needle shook almost imperceptibly.
That face was exactly the same as the one in her memory.
Execution completed, death confirmed.
Lin Mo watched the body bag being dragged away, feeling cold all over.
The dead are gone, but the nightmare of the living has just begun.
She pulled up the dossier, with black and white words on it, and the chain of evidence was perfectly closed.
She visited her old friend, and all clues pointed to the woman lying in the morgue being Su Wan.
As a former forensic doctor, Lin Mo decided to take advantage of his position to tear apart the pretense of this "perfect" file with his own hands.
What she wants to find out is not just the truth of a case.
It was a carefully planned "sacrifice" at the cost of life.
——I personally sent her on the road, and now, I want to bring the truth back from hell.
Intention: One thought of heaven, one thought of hell. Neither you nor I can escape the suffering of reincarnation.