Backlight Tracing

They call me the 'Memory Detective', but they don't know that every touch makes me miserable. My name is Li Xing, a social creature born in the 2000s struggling in the cracks of the city. My only ability is to touch objects and read the remaining memory fragments. Until I picked up the blood-stained 'Pixel Smiley' Band-Aid and caught a glimpse of the last horrific moments of a missing girl. The laughter, the brakes, the rolling sky, and that ironic smile on the back of your hand. The police were helpless and I was the only one holding the key. In order to pursue the truth, I teamed up with the only girl whose memory I could not read, but accidentally opened up the deepest darkness in the data age - a huge organization dedicated to "purifying" human memory. They asked me: "Since memory is so painful, why don't you choose to forget it?" My answer is: "Because love and pain together constitute who I am. I want to trace back the light in the torrent of data for her and all the forgotten people."