The Master of Arresting Criminals

If love is not serious, it will not give birth to dancing, and if thoughts are not single, it will not give birth to pure land. Twenty-four years ago, on the chaotic streets, a cone under the scorching sun was full of goodwill and salvation, and he heard a gentle and demure woman call her "Sese". Then, the name was engraved into the bone marrow, and those clear and transparent eyes were a beacon of light, and the years went by, but they were still in front of me. She is the former captain of the criminal investigation detachment and the ace of the 327 secret unit. Her past is bloody, and her present is destined to be unstable. Unknown figures who keep provoking people at crime scenes, Hibiscus flowers that keep appearing... Everything is not a coincidence, it is fate!