My name is Qiao Bai. You may not believe it. Now I have become a spirit that can travel through time and space and is no longer visible to the naked eye...
——
——
A tragic murder involved a horrific incident from ten years ago, and the ghost operator cursed the survivors. They were wandering in the huge waves, and everyone was rising and falling on this string that was about to break.
"Xu Weifeng was able to escape from his golden cicada's shell back then, will he do it again this time?"
"I keep these boxes of medicine to remind myself that all my sequelae are due to the poison."
"She's so good, she doesn't deserve to die!"
Where the wind stops, the moon disappears and the stars sink; when the tongues of fire burst, the souls of the dead come back to life.
——
——
Third person, group portrait, about a certain murder case written in the novel "The Blind Side".
Power, calculation, madmen who care about human life, parrots who have lost their voices...
A sad song for the living.
Purpose: Even if only one person cares about the truth