Searching for Sacrifices

A southeastern coastal city, a serial murder case, seven completely different ways of death. Starting from the early morning when the first body was discovered, a female detective was involved in this long chase. All the clues seem to have been carefully orchestrated and point to the same person - a journalist whose job is to record real deaths. When he writes, people die; when people die, he writes. He was arrested, tried, convicted, and died before the trial was completed. The case was closed and everyone thought it was over. But she didn't stop. She found that the thread was still moving forward. It passes through fake financial flows, a hidden person who never left a trace of his life, a corner ignored by everyone. Hidden there was another person's name, which did not belong to any file or any confession, as if it had been deliberately erased from the paper. She walked along that line for more than a year, passing through the old locust trees in the cemetery on the back hill, the dock full of scrap ships, the rock crevices deep in the mines, and the burned objects in the weeds on the seaside. There were traces everywhere, telling her that this person had been training himself not to be seen for more than ten years. When all the disguises were peeled off, when the Silent One finally spoke, she saw the true outline of the iceberg. It is not one person, but a whole relationship that is hidden, a connection that only three people know exist: one who is willing to write, one who is willing to do, and one who is always hiding behind everything. The case is over and the truth has emerged. But after the trial, the door in the office opened a crack, and the wind rushed in from the outside, and she realized