Xinghun

I died and woke up in a strange corpse. Yesterday, I was Cheng Guofeng, a veteran detective investigating transnational shady cases; today, I am Jiang Fan, a courier suspected of murder and fleeing for his life in a panic. His photographic memory became my criminal investigation database; my detective instinct was his only survival weapon. And when the tide of memory receded, we also saw that the shadow code-named "Ω" had already turned this city into a huge experimental field. We share a life and pursue the same truth. When the soul of the detective wakes up in the body of social fear, justice takes on the most contradictory appearance for the first time.