When the scalpel cut open the fourth rib, Su Rui saw her father's number on the corpse's cornea.
In 2045, female forensic doctor Su Rui took over a serial drowning case. The autopsy showed that the deceased's brain was embedded with a glass tube produced in the 1980s. As the investigation deepens, she discovers that all the victims carry the same mutated prion - a perfect match with the gene of the assistant who disappeared in the explosion of her father's laboratory thirty years ago.
Memory kills
The handwriting of Su Rui's childhood graffiti remained on the palms of corpses salvaged from an abandoned mine; in the surveillance video of the morgue, his father, who was supposed to have died in Dianchi Lake, was reading data from the deceased's retina. When the criminal investigation team dug up the 1987 dismemberment case file, the father's warning clearly appeared on the back of the yellowed photo: "Don't trust the memory after the age of 23." The Prisoner's Dilemma of the Immortal
A memory transplant scam spanning two centuries is gradually unfolding: the consciousness transfer technology developed by his father Su Mingyuan has already turned hundreds of people into "memory specimens." And every time Su Rui's scalpel uncovers a corpse, it accelerates the awakening of the transplanted memory in her brain - she is the last living specimen.
The Oedipal Tragedy in the Age of Technology
When the corpse of a girl with the same DNA as her own crawled out of the cryocontainer, Su Rui finally stood in front of the truth about her father's immortality:
Become a hero who uncovers crimes, or a ghost who perpetuates memories?
Purpose: When technology can tamper with memory, how can we prove that we are not specimens of others?
In an era when consciousness can be replicated, death is no longer the end of life, but the beginning of memory colonization
Under the alienation of technology, father's love has become a paranoid immortality experiment, and family love has become the most sophisticated memory cage.
Every moment of dissecting the truth is killing yourself in a certain time and space.