Forty years ago, a murder involving a "vampire bride" led to the brutal massacre of the Lian family. Forty years later, a genius of deduction emerges, whose greatest wish is to investigate the Lian family massacre from four decades ago. Having witnessed the vicissitudes of life along the way-money, fame, love, and truth-what does he truly care about? Who is the real culprit? What is their true scheme? Family bonds versus truth; love versus reality; kindness versus evil; the line between good and evil is but a hair's breadth. How can one clearly distinguish right from wrong?
