Dream About Sin

One night when Chen Mo was eight years old, when he was taken out of the closet, his trouser legs were still wet. He witnessed the entire process of his parents' murder, but did not make a sound out of fear. The jade pendant that his mother put into his hand became his only connection with the past. At the age of eighteen, he discovered that he could remember fragments of dreams, each time very clearly, and each time they would be repeated in reality. The price was more and more frequent headaches, like something was taking root and expanding in my brain. The doctor couldn't find out the cause and just said that he should go to a big city to see. He was admitted to the investigative science major, joined the criminal investigation detachment, and was seconded to the task force on old cases. Nine cases, nine crimes. Domestic violence, desire, jealousy, leftover food causing illness, love of money as much as life, internet trolls, human nature, trust, slander. Each case is like putting together an invisible puzzle. He pursued it step by step, but always felt that someone was watching him in the dark and knew the truth earlier than he did. And the looming murderer in all cases looks like the same person. A person who can't see his face clearly in his dream. Until one day, he saw his face in the mirror. "Brother, we will meet again." Five seconds. His precognition lasted only five seconds. But the truth is longer and more cruel than these five seconds.