Once, Wen Tong thought he was just an ordinary person, working diligently to get by in a perfectly ordinary world.
Oh, and as an ordinary man trying hard to live his life, he had a bit of a problem.
A mild psychological issue that made him somewhat antisocial.
But it was no big deal. After all, he didn't like interacting with people or going out to socialize, and he was exceptionally good at pretending to be someone else.
Later, he discovered that his own condition was nothing compared to the VIP residents who seemed to have escaped from mental hospitals all over the world.
For example: Wen Tong was riding in a taxi when he met a driver who liked eating people.
A modern-day cannibal: Han the Driver, the Taker
He silently called the police, then immediately signed up for Muay Thai, judo, karate, and several other martial arts classes.
Wen Tong went out to get breakfast. He split open a steamed bun and, before he could take a bite, found a strand of hair inside. He'd heard the shop owner's thirteenth girlfriend had gone missing again.
A modern-day male Sun Erniang on the prowl
Wen Tong silently called the police again, then swiftly ordered a complete cookbook so he could make his own meals.
Wen Tong went to an art exhibition. The next second, a stone sculpture was smashed open, revealing a corpse that had long since gone stiff inside. The artist claimed the victims had willingly become works of art that would be remembered for all time.
The brutal reality of today: the Living King of Hell has arrived
Wen Tong let out a deep breath, silently repeating, “What an idiot,” as he called the police. Then he turned around and booked tickets to the comedy club next door.
Whoever wants to be steeped in this murderous artistic atmosphere can go ahead and enjoy it.
It's not the number of idiots that matters; it's when they all gather in one place.
Wen Tong finally understood. The police station was probably the only place in the entire city of Zhucheng with normal people. Everyone else was an idiot.
There were plenty more outrageous incidents, so many that Wen Tong began to question his own sanity.
At long last, he managed to pick up the pieces of his shattered worldview and accept that he was living in a world of mental illness. Then he discovered yet again that those people weren't mentally ill at all. They were fanatical devotees of evil gods.
Wen Tong: …
Have you people eaten all the values of prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, and kindness?
Ever since some classified records were unearthed in the last century, the Old Ones have returned to the world, and more and more people have submitted to the mysterious. Strange incidents have become commonplace as a result.
Huo Rong belongs to a special government department that handles major, unusual cases.
To protect the order of civilized society, ordinary people will never learn of these secrets in their lifetimes. For the sake of social stability and the people's lives, Huo Rong also believes ordinary people have no need to know.
That is, until he met Wen Tong.
It's not that Wen Tong is especially deranged, or a bloodthirsty sadist.
Quite the opposite. Aside from lacking just a tiny bit of empathy, he seems like a thoroughly exemplary citizen.
It's just that strange things seem to target him a little too easily. He regularly runs into murderers or happens to come across crime scenes.
You could say that by following Wen Tong, you could witness most of the bizarre crimes in Zhucheng. Huo Rong doesn't know where Wen Tong gets his incredible luck, but there's no denying that whenever he gets a sudden whim, someone else's crime is about to begin.
Huo Rong marveled: What a perfect human crime-sniffing dog.
Then he gave the idea a thumbs-up and, under all sorts of pretexts, kept “running into” Wen Tong, trying to get his itinerary.
Wen Tong: …
A refined scoundrel on the outside, a cold-blooded lunatic on the inside, gong x a cold and chaste exterior, upright and selfless nature within, shou
An aloof, radically rational artist x a patriotic police officer brimming with passion
The world is so cold and cruel, but you are the one passion left to me after I cast aside all reason.
Theme: The world will eventually welcome a brighter future
