Officer Ma looked wearily at the light on the ceiling... Whether it was because of his mood or because he had stared at it for too long, he kept feeling that the light was slowly growing dimmer.
"Officer Ma, coffee." Lin Feng knocked and walked in.
After the afternoon, everyone returned to the office dejected and unwilling to accept that they had failed to find the slightest trace of the killer at the scene.
Seeing Lin Feng enter, Ma Houde rubbed his brow and asked with his eyes closed, "Where's Old Zhou?"
Lin Feng said quietly, "After Captain Zhou escorted Mingming all the way to the morgue, he never left..."
Officer Ma sighed. "Let him have some time alone."
"I understand." Lin Feng nodded. "Everyone in Captain Zhou's second squad knows by now. No one dares disturb him."
Officer Ma asked again, "Have we notified Old Zhou's wife?"
"No." Lin Feng shook his head. "Captain Zhou won't let us notify her yet."
"Do as he says." Ma Houde exhaled, then suddenly slammed his hand on the desk. "Damn it!!! That bastard! If I ever catch him, I'll—"
Lin Feng sat down and said bitterly, "At present, we haven't found any useful clues at the scene. Xiao Bao went over just now, but couldn't find a single useful fingerprint... There's open ground behind the place, with nowhere for anyone to hide. We couldn't even find any footprints. How exactly did this 'Blank Lord' disappear?"
Ma Houde rubbed his forehead. "What about traffic control? Did they find anything useful from the highway surveillance footage?"
Lin Feng said, "There were plenty of passing vehicles, but there were no cameras at the entrance to the factory, so we can't determine what vehicle drove in. We don't even know whether it was a vehicle at