Forensic Doctor: Finding the Way Back to the Mystery of Ancient Realms

The moonlight was clear, and S City was even more peaceful at night. Xu Youran and Situ Han walked side by side on the way back to the police station. Both of them felt heavy in their hearts, as if they were carrying an unsolved mystery and an impending storm.

"That jade pendant..." Xu Youran gently stroked the ancient jade in his hand, frowning, "I always feel that it has some connection with the previous case."

Situ Han nodded and thought: "Yes, its appearance is by no means accidental. We need to dig deeper into its origins, and perhaps we can find new clues."

As they were discussing, a burst of hurried footsteps interrupted their thoughts. A police officer hurried over with a nervous look on his face: "Commander Situ, Detective Xu, something happened again! A strange fire broke out in the home of painter Li Moxuan in the south of the city, and his canvas spontaneously caught fire in the fire. The scene was extremely strange!"

Xu Youran and Situ Han rushed to the scene, only to see that Li Moxuan's studio was in a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. In the studio, several unfinished paintings turned to ashes, while a seemingly ordinary canvas was hanging alone on the wall. The edges were licked black by the flames, but the center was miraculously intact, as if the flames had deliberately bypassed it.

"This fire...is not normal." Xu Youran squatted down and carefully observed the ashes and burnt objects on the ground. "It looks like someone started it on purpose, but what was the purpose?"

Situ Han walked to the unburned canvas and touched it gently: "There seems to be some kind of power protecting this canvas. We have to start with this painting and the painter himself."

After questioning Li Moxuan and his family, Xu Youran and Situ Han learned a shocking secret. It turned out that Li Moxuan had been creating a masterpiece about the S City massacre during the Republic of China period. The characters in the painting were lifelike, as if they could see into people's hearts. What was even more bizarre was that whenever he painted in the dead of night, he could always hear some strange sounds, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"I think there is some unspeakable secret hidden in this painting." Li Moxuan's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear. "Since I started to paint this picture, strange things have happened in my family one after another, and now it's even more..."

Xu Youran and Situ Han looked at each other and had some guesses in their minds. They decided to investigate the story behind the painting and its connection with Li Moxuan's family and the entire history of S City.

During the investigation, Xu Youran suddenly remembered the ancient jade. She took out the jade and compared it with Li Moxuan's painting, and found that there were surprising similarities between the two - both the texture and color revealed an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"This piece of jade...does it have anything to do with your painting?" Xu Youran asked tentatively.

Li Moxuan was startled when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought: "Now that you mention it... I remember something. My grandfather once told me that our family has been guarding a secret for generations, which is related to an ancient jade and an unfinished painting. But the painting has been lost for many years, and I just thought it was a legend."

Situ Han frowned: "If this piece of jade is related to the painting, then this fire may be designed to cover up a certain truth."

As the investigation deepened, a woman named Su Wanqing surfaced again. She was once Li Moxuan's lover, but they broke up for some reason, and she had a complicated grudge with Li Moxuan's family. More importantly, she seemed to know everything about the unfinished painting and the ancient jade.

"Su Wanqing..." Xu Youran whispered, "What role did she play in this conspiracy?"

Situ Han analyzed more calmly: "No matter who she is, we must be careful. She may be much more dangerous than we think."

During a late night pursuit, Xu Youran and Situ Han finally found Su Wanqing's whereabouts. She was standing in an abandoned factory, holding an ancient jade that was exactly the same as the one in Xu Youran's hand, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

"Su Wanqing!" Xu Youran shouted and rushed forward with Situ Han.

After a fierce fight, Xu Youran and Situ Han finally subdued Su Wanqing and took back the ancient jade. However, when they were about to take Su Wanqing away, she suddenly laughed, her voice full of madness and despair.

"Do you think you won? Haha... the real game has just begun!" Su Wanqing's laughter echoed in the night sky, making people shudder.

Just as Xu Youran and Situ Han were puzzled, a loud noise suddenly came from the factory. They turned around and saw a huge canvas slowly rising from the darkness. It was painted with the masterpiece about the S City Massacre during the Republic of China period. But this time, the scene in the painting seemed to come alive, and flames jumped on the canvas, engulfing everything.

"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap!" Situ Han shouted and rushed towards the exit with Xu Youran, but the speed at which the flames spread was beyond imagination, and the entire factory instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"You Ran, find an exit quickly!" Situ Han pushed open an iron door half-covered by flames and signaled Xu Youran to go first.

Xu Youran's heart tightened, but she shook her head firmly: "No, let's go together!" She grabbed Situ Han's hand, and the two rushed into the billowing smoke side by side.

Just when they were about to be swallowed by the heat wave, a strange light burst out from the ancient jade in Su Wanqing's hand, temporarily forcing back the surrounding flames. Su Wanqing showed a smile that was a mixture of pride and madness: "You can't escape, this is fate!"

However, at this moment, the ancient jade suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force surged out from it, knocking Su Wanqing away. At the same time, the force seemed to have intelligence, leading Xu Youran and Situ Han to find a way to survive.

The two stumbled out of the factory and looked back, only to see that the fire had engulfed the entire building. Su Wanqing was lying on the ground not far away, unconscious, and the ancient jade in her hand had lost its luster.

"What is going on?" Xu Youran was still gasping for breath, his eyes full of confusion.

Situ Han looked at the sea of ​​fire and said in a deep voice: "This ancient jade may really be inextricably linked to the murder case. And Su Wanqing may just be a pawn controlled by some force."

"So what should we do next?" Xu Youran asked.

"Continue investigating." Situ Han's eyes flashed with determination. "Whether it's this painting, this jade, or the truth behind it, we can't give up. Besides, I always feel that all this is just the beginning."

At this moment, a breeze blew by, bringing with it an unusual smell. Xu Youran suddenly felt the notebook in her hand gently turn a page, which was used to record clues of the case. On the page that was turned, a sketch appeared at some point. In the painting, a painter was concentrating on his creation, and the canvas faintly revealed the omen of spontaneous combustion.

"This is..." Xu Youran raised her head in surprise and looked at Situ Han.

Situ Han also looked solemn: "It seems that the next case has quietly arrived. We must prepare quickly to meet the new challenge."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes showing both fear of the unknown and desire for the truth. In their hearts, the picture of the spontaneous combustion of a painter's canvas in S City during the Republic of China was slowly unfolding...