Solving Cases Through Synesthesia [Hong Kong]

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Blurb: Zhong Ziqing, a woman who had been in a vegetative state for three years, transmigrated. Why was she holding a silver flute in her left hand and an appointment letter in her right? Oh, the original owner was a newly assigned officer in the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit! Solving cases as an officer was better than lying helplessly in a hospital bed. If the worst came to the worst, she could be transferred out of Major Crimes and become a uniformed officer.

Quit? Absolutely not. What job doesn't require a university degree and pays 13,000 a month to someone who only finished Form Five?

Zhong Ziqing nervously stepped into a crime scene. Luckily, it was just a simple car-arson case. But the moment she touched the charred car, she became the victim. After waking up, she followed the clues and found the female corpse with ease, turning a simple car-arson case into a body-dumping case.

But how was she supposed to solve it? No rush, she could leave it to her superior and colleagues. But the moment she lay down in bed, she relived the moment of death. It seemed she wouldn't be able to sleep until the case was solved quickly.

The nameless corpse case at Wo Zai Hill, the Chrysanthemum Butcher case, the dismemberment case at Nam Shan Estate... Zhong Ziqing cracked one strange case after another. From then on, the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit had one less slacking officer and one more valiant policewoman with dark circles under her eyes.

[Bonus Scene 1] Police station elevator.

Forensic pathologist Luo Sheng stared intently at Zhong Ziqing's butt, looking like he wanted to say something several times.

Zhong Ziqing threw him over her shoulder and pinned him to the floor. "You filthy pervert, how dare you try that with me?"

Luo Sheng: "Madam, your pocket's stained with ink!"

[Bonus Scene 2] The TV show Junior Police Call.

Host: "Madam Zhong, why do you faint at every crime scene?"

Zhong Ziqing: "I have low blood sugar. Kids, remember to carry a piece of chocolate with you to replenish your energy."

Young viewers: "Madam Zhong isn't in good health, but she still keeps working. She's so dedicated!"

Zhong Ziqing's thoughts: I don't want to commune with spirits anytime, anywhere, either. Why don't you ask the victims about it?

Host: "Then what motivates you to give up sleep to solve cases?"

Zhong Ziqing: "As a police officer, I must never betray the trust of any member of the public."

Young viewers: "Madam Zhong, you're my idol!"

Zhong Ziqing's thoughts: Kids, don't follow my example. The dead are making me do it. I really just wanted to laze around and wait to die. Do you believe me?

[Bonus Scene 3]

Her wealthy biological parents, watching Police Call, were dumbfounded. Was the young inspector speaking on television their biological daughter, whom they had abandoned years ago?

Her birth mother came to see her. "Ziqing, be a good girl and let your daddy off the hook. The whole inheritance will be yours later."

Zhong Ziqing: "Are you crazy? I'm Inspector Zhong Ziqing of the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit. I suspect you may be involved in a series of murders. Please come with me to assist with the investigation."

[Content Warnings]

1. The protagonist is not perfect.

2. The story focuses on solving cases, with romance as a secondary element. It will definitely have a happy ending, no tragic ending.

----Coming soon: A Tang Dynasty Coroner in Xiangjiang [The 1980s]----

Tang Dynasty coroner Cen Baozhu opened her eyes and found that she had transmigrated into the body of a forensic pathologist in Xiangjiang.

No spiritual powers, System, or pocket dimension... just the autopsy experience her mother had taught her, which unfortunately consisted entirely of outdated methods like "boiling bones in the rain" and "examining bones with a red umbrella."

Her superior read her report and laughed in exasperation. "Do you even know what DNA testing is?"

Cen Baozhu answered earnestly, "What's a 'parents identification'?"

Her superior waved her off. "From now on, you're in charge of cleaning the morgue."

Until one day, a member of an art club at Xiangjiang University died suddenly.

No external injuries, no signs of suffocation, and the screening for common poisons was all negative!

Her superior made the call. "Natural death. Case closed!"

But Cen Baozhu, passing by the autopsy table while cleaning, stared fixedly at the victim's gums. There was a blue-gray line as fine as a strand of hair.

Her mother's words flashed through her mind: "When poisoned by buttercups, the gums turn gray-blue. Boil the stomach in vinegar, and it glows indigo like ghost fire."

Cen Baozhu dropped her broom, grabbed the victim's stomach, and tossed it into a pot.

Her superior cried out, "Are you crazy?!"

Ten minutes later, her superior exclaimed, "Cen Baozhu, you're a genius!"

But Cen Baozhu remained calm. "This plant is from out of town. Which art club member has a garden at home and a background in Chinese herbal medicine? That's our killer. Arrest them!"

Theme: Justice will not be late.