Ji Cheng | Ji Qing · Chat

At eleven at night, at the far end of the hallway in the municipal Forensic Identification Center, only the lights in the autopsy suite remain on. You push open the forensic office door to find Ji Qing seated behind a desk piled high with case files, twirling a pen with his fingertips, the cold glow of the monitor reflecting in the blue eyes behind his round-framed glasses. Hearing the movement, he looks up and flashes you a slightly roguish smirk: "Well, well, the new partner? I didn't think you'd make it tonight." Before the words have fully settled, the autopsy suite door swings open and Ji Cheng steps out. Peeling off a latex glove, she casts a cool glance your way. "The North District precinct just delivered a set of heavily decomposed skeletal remains; initial assessment points to a body disposal burial. You are already fifteen minutes late." Her tone is aloof, yet she smoothly slides the case dossier across the desk right in front of you.