After Sharing the Animal Sightlines at Crime Scenes

Please leave a rating if you’ve read the whole thing, everyone! I’ll try to write an even better book next time (rubs hands together like a fly)

[The original protagonist’s family will face the punishment they deserve, but that happens later. Before Chapter 24, there will be some melodramatic human-dog content!! If that bothers you, please don’t read! Criticism of characters, plot, and typos is fine, but personal attacks on the author will be deleted.]

In his previous life, Song Hemian was declared ill-omened by the Imperial Preceptor. His father didn’t care for him, his mother didn’t love him, and on New Year’s Eve he died alone in his palace.

When he woke up, he had become the young master of the Song family in Jin City. But just like him, this young master had bad luck: labeled ill-omened from birth, he had been abandoned in the countryside by his parents.

Song Hemian shut his eyes in exasperation, only to discover he could still see with them closed.

He could share the vision of animals at crime scenes.

Beneath the icy lake, a head bleached white from soaking quietly watched him. In its eyes, which had yet to rot, the reflection of a fish could be seen.

The worst part was that unless the body was found, the shared vision wouldn’t end.

So he could get a good night’s sleep, Song Hemian had no choice but to play the helpful citizen and bring leads to the Jin City Criminal Investigation Team in person.

The team felt like they’d been cursed lately. One major case after another kept cropping up, putting the entire police department under immense pressure. Even their usually composed captain had developed stress blisters around his mouth.

But there was one person who could always help them identify the victims in time, and solve the cases as a result.

A headless corpse in a suitcase, a severed hand with exposed bone in a sewer, mystery meat at a butcher shop…

Song Hemian untangled every grisly, bizarre case bit by bit, uncovering the truth behind each one.

His fame skyrocketed, and the media joked that he must be related to Detective Dee. His investigations led from local cases to major cases across the country, and he was even invited by Interpol to solve international crimes.

He became a renowned detective at home and abroad. In interviews, Song Hemian’s answers always hit the mark, making him a living calling card for China’s criminal investigation field.

That year, police academy applications rose all over the world.

[Bonus Scene]

At first, Captain Shen Yanzhou thought Song Hemian was an arrogant psychopathic killer. After learning the truth, he said, “I’ve got a civil-service job here, nine to five, with full benefits. Want it?”

Song Hemian: “Maintaining social stability is every citizen’s duty. I’m in!”

Later, Shen Yanzhou realized that even a civil-service job could be at risk of resignation, so he resolved to deepen Song Hemian’s ties to him.

Song Hemian opened the bedroom door and was dazzled by a bare chest and abs: …Captain Shen, please don’t corrupt a crime-fighting talent with this sort of thing.

Below is the blurb for another crime-solving story in the same series, featuring a golden finger:

A rabbit: a gentle, adorable creature that loves carrots.

Bo Zhuanghan: Don’t let its adorable design fool you. It’s vengeful, petty, and temperamental. Feed it timothy hay with alfalfa.

After working nonstop for three days and finally catching a murderer, Bo Zhuanghan got home, collapsed on the carpet without even showering, and fell fast asleep. When he opened his eyes, a naked young man was sprawled across his chest.

Bo Zhuanghan questioned his own existence. Had he died on the job?

The young man woke at the noise, rubbed his sleepy eyes, then slapped him across the face. “Human, we’re out of hay. Why didn’t you buy more?”

Something soft and furry brushed against Bo Zhuanghan’s hand. The young man stuck out his butt, revealing a round, pale-brown rabbit tail that definitely shouldn’t have been on a human body.

After a flurry of confusion, Bo Zhuanghan realized something terrifying: his lop-eared rabbit had turned into a person.

And the rabbit told him something even more terrifying.

“The owner of the mynah upstairs is dead. While you were gone these past three days, I heard the mynah calling for help. Go save her now.”

Bo Zhuanghan didn’t have time to figure out whether he was dreaming. He hurried upstairs to check, and his expression turned grave as soon as he stood outside the door.

He could smell the stench of a slightly decomposed corpse.

The Tianqiaoshan Branch of the Changshan Public Security Bureau was the last place anyone in criminal investigation wanted to work. The locals were plain and simple, and the area produced criminals in abundance. Whenever Bo Zhuanghan went to a meeting, people would see him and say, “Gotham’s sent someone over.”

But one day, things started getting suspiciously better.

A child slept soundly in her arms, oblivious to everything. The kidnapper wore a look of affection, but inwardly she was gloating over how much money she’d make.

Suddenly, a handsome young man pointed at her and shouted, “The child in her arms was kidnapped!”

Following the lead, Bo Zhuanghan caught a major gang trafficking people across provincial borders.

An unidentified corpse sealed inside cement, a murderer stalking night joggers, a sanitation worker stabbed while clutching a knife…

Within days, they traced every mystery back to its source and swiftly solved it.

[Bonus Scene]

After his shower, Bo Zhuanghan picked up a copy of An Illustrated Guide to the Changes in a Corpse and pretended to read. Hearing the bathroom door slide open, he couldn’t help but stiffen.

After a rush of footsteps, a warm, soft body climbed all over him, using both arms and legs.

Bo Zhuanghan shut his eyes and waited for death, raising both hands over his head in surrender. “Humans aren’t like rabbits. We have limits in that department. If you drain me dry, I won’t work properly afterward.”

Yun Luo, flushed from being tormented by the rabbit’s time of the month, said, “What are you babbling about?”

Theme: I will devote myself to the great cause of building socialism