A women discovers he can understand plants, and her unique ability turns her into an unlikely witness to crimes unfolding across the city. As she uses his gift to piece together clues, she finds herself entangled in a web of secrets and danger.
Stop sleeping. Down by the flowerbed, someone's doing something weird. I'm not dreaming.
Don't move. He's looking. He's gone now. Hey.
I'm calling the police. By the flowerbed downstairs, a man in black is acting strangely. Right over here.
He's been crouching here digging in the dirt. This area has indeed been disturbed. Secure the scene first. We've seen him before.
He was wandering around this area earlier. Hold on a second. Let me get a notebook. Tell me what he looked like.
I can understand what you're saying. Tell me. What did she look like? A long face.
Eyebrows set high. She looked fierce. A small dark mole above her mouth. That's her.
Exactly the same. Ma'am, who are you talking to? I'm Jiang Changqing from the CID.
Go on. You saw her face. Yes. Roughly like this.
That's her. The description is so detailed, like drawn right in front of you. You live on the second floor.
Yes. That streetlight wasn't on either. So dark. How exactly did you see her face?
The sketch is too detailed. The light at the scene was barely enough. I can't just say the flowers told me.
Time's up. I'll walk you home. You still doubt me? Just asking.
You haven't eaten. Have some breakfast. I can hear the plants moving. I can hear them all around.
That annoying smell is back.