Echo of the Foggy City

The heavy rain washed away the neon lights of Linjiang City, and the water vapor evaporated under the street lights into a pale miasma. At 2:17 in the morning, the cell phone of Lin Mo, the leader of the serious crime team, vibrated violently on the bedside table. He opened his eyes almost simultaneously, and his movements were calm without any pause, like a beast ready to bite at any time even in sleep. The name "Zhao Lei" danced on the screen, and his heart tightened - at this time, Zhao Lei would not make insignificant calls. "Team Lin, abandoned dock in Nangang District, female corpse." Zhao Lei's voice came through the sound of rain, with a suppressed urgency, "The scene... Was too quiet, even a bit strange." "Send me the address and I'll be there soon." Lin Mo opened the quilt and dressed neatly. The moment he changed out of his pajamas, a face in his early forties was reflected in the mirror, with high eyebrows and thick black eyes. An old scar on his forehead loomed in the darkness. It was a souvenir from an unsolved case ten years ago, and it was a thorn in his heart that had never been removed.