C80 Investigation

Zhang Bufan nodded, affirming his thoughts. "The meticulous nature of the murderer is evident from the mountain and the parking lot. Remember those footprints we found earlier? They were decoys he created."

Faang Yun rubbed his temples, feeling the onset of a headache. They were up against a formidable opponent. Just then, his phone rang, and Zhang Bufan answered.

"Any leads?"

"Captain Zhang