Murder on the Snow Line

Snow falls, covering the footprints; sin takes root, burying itself deep in people's hearts. In the bitter winter of 1998 in northern China, snow fell without end. Guangming Machinery Factory slowly rotted away in the tides of the times, and its workers lived in constant fear. Only the iron gate of Workshop No. 10 swung silently open and shut in the dead of night, leaving one person dead and another gravely wounded. Xia Yang knew. Li Dongfang knew. Wang Xue knew, too. This city was too old, too cold, and too good at hiding secrets. They had to make their way through a tangled web of competing interests and the icy walls of the powerful to find the real culprit buried beneath the snow. This was no simple murder, but a tragedy born from the collapse of an era...