Kyushu Long Night

Interpol Liang Yan traveled to Kyushu after his death. When he woke up, he was holding a piece of jade that was not cold and holding half a blood-stained grain book under his body. He was not a genius, he was just a clerk in the Qingzhou government office, and he was about to investigate a family murder case. There were six crime scenes, the causes of death were different, and there were at least two murderers. Grain road, escort agency, charcoal shop, abandoned garden - all clues point to an unfinished sentence: north of Sanhedu, the grain harvest was changed to drought... The further I checked, the more something was wrong. The vibration talisman resonates with the jade, and the legacy left by seven generations of time travelers is hidden under the heaven. Some people have been here, some have died, and some have been waiting for him. The court, the arena, the old case, the new situation. He doesn't go to the top of the city, he doesn't cultivate his realm, he just relies on the deduction between the case files and the corpses. It was not until the end that he understood: Kyushu did not want a god. It's time for someone to let go. Under the long night, what he was looking for was not the murderer, but the way of heaven.