The crimson glow of the setting sun painted the Merah Bridge in hues of fiery orange and deep crimson, a stark contrast to the pale face of the woman who stood at its precipice. She was undeniably beautiful; raven hair cascaded down her back, framing a face of exquisite features, marred only by an expression of profound sorrow. Witnesses described her as ethereal, almost otherworldly, her presence both captivating and unsettling. This was the last anyone saw of her – alive.

The subsequent investigation, led by Inspector Raden, was hampered from the outset. There were no identifying documents on her person, only a single, intricately carved jade pendant shaped like a phoenix. The pendant, while undeniably beautiful, yielded no clues to her identity. Fingerprints were inconclusive,...