The Rain Falls and the Beauty Falls

He is Lin Zhu, the "genius consultant" of the Jiangzhou Provincial Criminal Investigation Corps, who can solve crimes like a knife and kill all the monsters. The charnel house case that shocked the whole country was solved within three days, but it was just a cold line in the file. But under the glory, there is a bottomless psychological abyss - the old injury of his fiancée's death in the line of duty has not healed, and the personal killing of his mentor who fell into the abyss has added new scars. The dazzling "high risk" rating on the psychological evaluation report is like the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head. When the human heads at the bottom of the elevator shaft, the "meat" stacked in the refrigerator, and the strange symbols carved on the bones appeared one after another, Lin Zhu was forced to face a world more twisted than corpses. They are addicted to a sick sense of ritual, and elite professors weave a breeding ground for sin in the dark web. Even the last wishes of the deceased have become shackles to trap him. "Bang, bang, bang..." The dull sound of chopping bones echoed in the old residential buildings, like knocking on the edge of order. Lin Zhu followed the smell of blood deep into the dark alley. The cigarettes and wine in his hands were temporary solace to numb his nerves. The oil stains and blood stains on his jacket were medals for his dance with darkness. He understands every bit of the criminal's madness, but cannot stop his own reflection from gradually distorting in the abyss. This is a deadly game against time, against evidence, and against the critical point of one's own collapse. When a hunter stares into the abyss for too long, can he still tell whether he is hunting the next murderer or the beast in his heart that is about to break out of the cage?