Reborn in 2000: Solving Cold Cases at the Municipal Police Bureau

[Absurdist, unconventional crime-solving and investigation, with a reborn-in-another-era twist] Veteran detective Lu Chuan died in the line of duty. He closed his eyes, then opened them to find himself back at the turn of the millennium. No nationwide crime-tracking network, no DNA identification, no surveillance footage to track down suspects, no big-data trail tracing. An old fan rattles and wobbles overhead, yellowed case files pile up to the eaves, and solving cases means pounding the pavement. Investigations rely on talking until your tongue is calloused. At least he has twenty years of experience in criminal investigation under his belt, along with five senses so sharp they seem almost supernatural. He can pick out the tremor of a killer's voice amid the frogs' croaking, and spot buried old grudges beneath the sand. He can sketch a profile from the smallest facial expressions and reconstruct a crime scene on the spot. A corpse floating in a dry river, bones hidden in an abandoned well, A secret scheme concealed by borrowed seed, a fetus secretly terminated with drugs, A pair of river pirates, a suspected family massacre, Bones dismembered on the black market, old case files buried and forgotten. … Cases within cases, mysteries within mysteries; a small case leads to a much bigger one. Hidden threads weave a net that closes in on the drug lord entrenched in the Golden Triangle, the man who stained Lu Chuan's hands with blood in his previous life. Don't try your tricks on Detective Lu. No matter how clever you are, how deeply you hide or how far you run, blood debts must be paid! So tell me, is that head of yours still fresh?