"That's where it happened," Zhou Yuxi said, her voice going cold and flat.
The footage showed the two men halfway to their vehicle when a van suddenly screeched around the corner into the hangar. The timestamp in the corner showed everything happening in rapid succession, the van's side door sliding open, muzzle flashes lighting up the dim interior of the hangar.
"Shootout," Jin Boyuan breathed, his chest tightening as he watched those bullets rush through Mu Yunchen's body.
Her fingers flew across the keyboard, pulling up enhanced versions of the footage. The images became sharper, clearer, as whatever software she was using processed and refined them. She isolated frames showing the attackers emerging from the van, weapons raised.
"I need to see faces," she muttered, zooming in on the shooters. "I need to identify these people, the first thing, before I even land."
