When forensic doctor Shen Zhixia received the remains of her ex-boyfriend Lu Lin, the tip of the scalpel was condensed with the blood of a drug dealer.
——The psychiatrist who was deemed to have committed suicide by killing his brother buried twenty-three blackened lemon candies at the bottom of the box.
There is bloody information hidden in the oxidation layer of the candy wrapper:
On the yellowed prescription paper, each clover he drew pointed to an anti-drug code;
The faded scalpel handle has seventeen more orthographic notches than hers;
The poisoned jasmine balm was mixed with his unsent letter: "Zhixia, please spread my ashes into the disinfectant."
When convenience store owner Zhou Chenye broke the seventeenth surveillance probe,
When the unnamed monument in the mass grave oozes the roots of jacaranda,
When the anti-narcotics museum's explanations are automatically tampered with at midnight——
Shen Zhixia finally understood the cruelest confession:
"Everyone who comes close to me will die unexpectedly,"
Except you. "
Intention: Under the monument created by lies, cut open all the misunderstood deaths, and let the truth live forever in the form of wrinkles at the corners of the lover's eyes.