Another incident?!
Lu Chuan, still a bit groggy, was instantly awakened. At this time, in a situation where a homicide has occurred, whatever Zhang Hui called an incident must be a case worth noting.
Liu Guodong put on his police uniform, wide awake: "Another murder case?"
Zhang Hui nodded, his bloodshot eyes gleamed sharply: "It's a homicide, and... still at Qinghe Amusement Park!"
Forty-five minutes later, Lu Chuan was standing at the same spot as yesterday.
The construction site of Qinghe Amusement Park, about seven hundred meters to the east of the main entrance, near the edge of a wall close to the woods.
Today's sunshine was bright, but it brought no warmth to the crime scene investigators present.
The same dumping site, the same naked corpse, the same person reporting the case.
Zhang Fugui looked pale, and he stammered when answering Zhang Hui's questions.
"It was this morning... because of yesterday's incident, I advanced my patrol time a bit today, and then..."
