The Eleventh Commandment

"The Book of Exodus says that when Jehovah created the world, he laid down ten commandments. Those who disobey them will be punished."

Xi Ye looked around, his gaze settling on the pale, gaunt face of an inconspicuous young man in the corner.

"I'm not telling you this to discuss religion. I'm telling you that there are eleven commandments to follow when you join the Criminal Investigation Unit of the Ruting City Public Security Bureau."

"The eleventh commandment is..."

The man licked his lips and smiled faintly.

"Don't make me angry."

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Seven years ago, when the police were undercover in the Criminal Investigation Unit, Shi Qichen was given an urgent mission to infiltrate a prison and observe Bo Xiao, a suspected violent criminal and former renowned criminal psychologist.

The only clue they got was this:

He liked men.

No one knows what happened during those three months.

Three months later, Shi Qichen walked out of the prison alone, only to be hit by a truck and left severely disabled. After that, he disappeared without a trace.

Seven years later, Shi Qichen returned from studying in the United States, thinking he had forgotten the past. Yet, for no apparent reason, he was dragged into a sprawling conspiracy and became a criminology consultant for the Ruting City Public Security Bureau.

Then he discovered that his new direct superior, Xi Ye, had exactly the same face as the demon who was supposed to be dead.

Turn me over

Let my heart worship the sun

Let my stomach and digestive system sprawl across the lawn

Let the dark, purple blood evaporate

Fill my lungs with blue sky / let a black stallion trample me into mud

Use white wooden chopsticks to feed my heart and brain

To my lover

Unhinged top x beautiful, tragic, strong bottom

[Reader's Guide]

★ The poem is quoted from Tanikawa Shuntaro's "Plea"

★ Both are each other's only one

★ The entire story is set in an alternate world. Please don't scrutinize it for accuracy. The author wrote it while sleepwalking.

★ This is self-indulgent writing. The plot was decided before I started posting and won't change. If it's not for you, please stop reading! [Bold]

★ The author revises obsessively. If you find inconsistencies in the plot, try clearing your cache. My apologies.

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[Next crime investigation novel] "The Ninth Sense"

The Ninth Sense is the highest state sought by practitioners: a mind free of distractions, wholly focused, and flowing without end. This is what it means to be ever-renewing.

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Mo Nan was an ordinary forensic doctor at the municipal bureau. Every day, he handled all kinds of corpses, pieced together scattered chunks of flesh, arranged the organs neatly, and assembled skeletons from bones salvaged from garbage heaps.

Until one day, his lover's corpse appeared on his autopsy table.

And he became the last suspect to have had contact with the deceased.

I don't want anyone to hurry me toward death

A breeze carries the fragrance of plants through the window

The air is filled with the sounds of ordinary days

If I could choose, I'd want to die in a place like this

Even if my nose could no longer smell that fragrance

Even if all my ears could hear

Were the sighs of people beside me

Jin Heng x Mo Nan

Straightforward younger detective top x fugitive widower forensic doctor bottom

[Reader's Guide]

★ The poem is quoted from Tanikawa Shuntaro's "I Don't Want Anyone to Hurry Me Toward Death"

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