"The cross hanging around his neck looked particularly dazzling and out of place in the turbid and dark air. His slender fingers touched it gently and lovingly, for fear that his red hands would stain it. The owner of the cross was an angel. , An angel that he can never touch. That innocent and white face has been blurred in his memory many years ago. It is indeed very ridiculous that he, a devil abandoned by God, cherishes this purity that he should not have..."
He is an executioner whose hands are stained with sin, and there is nothing but indifference in his blue eyes... He exists only to plunder the lives of others.
She is an extremely ordinary female reporter but full of a sense of justice...
A bizarre murder case, an exquisite ceramic doll, an emotion that has been searched for twenty years...