Declaration of Bones

The rain in Beiqi City always smells of rust, just like the life of forensic doctor Chen Mo - half immersed in the coldness of the autopsy table, and half trapped in the quagmire of old cases. An "accident" three years ago demoted him from the provincial department to this old industrial city. He only brought with him a box of dissection instruments and an old notebook with "905.10.23" Written on it. His mother was a witness to an unsolved serial murder case. Her words before her death, "There are moving sculptures in the factory," became his obsession with studying forensic medicine. The female corpse in the abandoned factory had a weird smile on her face, and there were gear-shaped fragments hidden in the wounds on her abdomen; the insect pests in the grain warehouse and the beetle eggs in the body of the deceased pointed to the same hidden corner; the sweet taste of strawberry candy inside the police station coincided with the fatal traces of the two murders... Chen Mo wore blood-stained gloves, peeling cocoons and drawing silk under the cold light of the morgue, but he did not know that each knife cut open not only the corpse, but also the past that he did not dare to touch. When the fog of copycat crimes dissipated and the real culprit of the "905 Case" emerged, he discovered that the necks strangled by gear marks and the abdomen penetrated by drills had already been carved with fateful lines twenty years ago. And the blood stains on his white coat will eventually complete a belated conversation with the page of notes left by his mother on a rainy night in Beiqi City. "Corpses never lie, it's the human heart that lies." Chen Mo held the scalpel tightly, and the blade reflected the obsession in his eyes - to let all the silent dead speak the truth.