Jailer Jingliu

Behind the iron gate of the Bianliang Town Prison Department is a purgatory that never sees the light of day. Jing Liu, the low-level jailer, clutches the autopsy knife left by his father and mixes into this bloody quagmire. Three months ago, his father, a tax collector, was falsely accused of "collaborating with the enemy" because he broke into the shady story of the Salt and Iron Division. He died mysteriously and tragically in prison. The pinhole in the back of his neck and the cut tongue were the last codes left to his son. The rule here is that the weak will eat the strong: the old jailer uses the branding iron for fun, the prison boss makes money on the black market, the powerful prisoners can buy their lives, and those who know too much will always die suddenly "accidentally". Jing Liu not only had to deal with the pock-faced Liu's difficulties and the scar-faced king's scheme, but also had to piece together the clues left by his father under the noses of Sun Biao and other jackals, including the death row inmates with lotus tattoos in the bloody mud prison, the "Shuntong No." In the Salt and Iron Division's account books, and the secrets hidden in Bianhe Bay... He stepped on the edge of a knife every step of the way. He used autopsy skills to see through forged causes of death, used black market transactions to build an intelligence network, and even led prisoners to form "prison guards" to guard the cage when rebels attacked the city. From a handyman to the uncrowned king in charge of the Western Prison, he never left the cell, but behind the layers of iron bars, he saw clearly the truth of the troubled times: the so-called law is just a tool of the powerful; and what he wanted to abide by was never the rules of the prison, but the sentence that his father never finished saying, "The law can be abolished, but the heart cannot be imprisoned." The iron windows reflect the light of the sword, and there is hope in the blood and mud. This revenge, using the prison as a chessboard, will eventually overturn the shady curtain of the entire era.