Ji Xuehui boasted, "Why eat an instant hot pot? Tomorrow I'll treat you to a sour soup beef hot pot!"
Ji Xuehui and her colleagues excitedly took photos of the crime tools and tightened the evidence bags.
Xu Ying wasn't needed here anymore. She picked up the Snow Cleaning Weasel, [Snow White, let's go back to our wooden house~]
*
Early the next morning, Xu Ying, carrying a frozen water tank, followed the police to the West Mountain Pharmaceutical Research Company.
Zhao Yicheng looked surprised when he was called into the supervisor's office and saw the police inside, "Officers, what is this about?"
Zhao Yicheng was very tall, estimated to be around 1.83 meters, with handsome features that fit the ideal image of a charming senior in girls' minds.
Ji Xuehui took out a fingerprint collection tool, "Please cooperate with us for a fingerprint extraction."
"You suspect I'm the murderer? Are you serious?"
