Urban Idiosyncrasy

I'm a psychiatrist who works with the police Several years of unsolved murders, singing in the middle of the night in a deserted village... All the dangerous murder cases are falling into the quagmire step by step. Who can help me? If I could go back to the day of the fire, I would rather die inside When a person's heart is dead, it is no different from a corpse The white hair hangs down lifelessly The corpse, whose appearance could not be distinguished, was covered with scars. `No matter what it is, we must not lose ourselves `Once the balance of justice tilts, it will be a scene where all evil will fall together. `In troubled times, do you choose to be wise and protect yourself or to move forward without fear?