Forensic Transcript: the Truman Mystery

Three years ago, Lin Xi, the sister of forensic doctor Lin Yan, disappeared mysteriously, leaving only half of a Chu jade pendant stained with cinnabar. Three years later, an unknown corpse was found floating on a rainy night in Chuhe. The strange totem on his chest was surprisingly consistent with the clues from the past, dragging Lin Yan back into the nightmare that he dared not touch. He endured the desperate situation of pressure from his boss, internal frame-ups, and repeated interruption of clues. He used corpses as words and bones as evidence, from the abandoned industrial area to the underground secret room on the isolated island, from the Hengyuan black money chain to the Chushan ancient tomb mechanism, step by step to tear apart the mystery that shrouded Trumen City. Shocking shady story - a secret organization "The Truman Society" under the name of "Gu Chu Sacrifice", which actually conducts illegal human experiments, is using nerve control drugs to control human life, and sister Lin Xi is the key witness No. 07 That they are sworn to protect. Fraud in the workplace, siege on an isolated island, horror in ancient tombs, full moon sacrifices... Lin Yan struggled in the blind spots of his profession and broke out in the danger of life and death. Side by side with detective Su Qing, he broke through the bureaucracy, broke the black money network, and confronted the real culprit behind the scenes. From an avenger coerced by obsession to a night watchman holding the bottom line, he finally rescued his sister on the night of the ultimate sacrifice, wiped out all the core members of the Truman Society, and brought the sins that had been buried for many years to light. When the remnants of the city were wiped out and justice fell, and Truman City returned to its daily routine, Lin Yan refused to be promoted and chose to stay in the land he had protected. But the cinnabar mark that appears again at the scene of the new case is like a silent warning - the Truman fog seems to have cleared, but the remaining fog is still surging in the darkness. The curator is on the run, the old system is still there, and imitators have quietly appeared.