The corridor outside the East District Chief's office had already been cordoned off, with people stationed there to prevent anyone from entering. All entrances and exits of the district bureau building had also been secured.
"That was fucking ruthless!"
Ma cursed viciously.
The East District Chief's corpse was still warm, and blood continued to seep from the bullet hole in the back of his head.
"I never expected the chief to be so decisive. He would rather kill himself than be arrested." Da Liu looked somewhat dejected.
"Is that really what happened?" Ma stared hard at Da Liu, his brows raised sharply. "From the moment you came to the General Bureau to report him to the moment we led the team here, how much time passed? Why would he kill himself? It's as if he knew in advance."
"I have my doubts about that as well." Da Liu said seriously, "Ma S.R, I hope you can investigate this matter thoroughly. This operation was rushed, but precisely because it was rushed and there was no prior arrangement, only a limited number of people knew about it—the personnel involved in the operation."
Ma suddenly let out a breath. It was unclear whether he was sneering or smiling bitterly. "I heard the East District Chief was the teacher who brought you into the profession. Now that your teacher is dead, you can still analyze the case so calmly. You really are something."
"Precisely because he was my teacher, I don't want him to continue making mistake after mistake," Da Liu said calmly.
Just then.
Xiao Luo's voice suddenly came from nearby. "Ma S.R, come take a look. There seems to be something here."
Ma and Da Liu instinctively looked over. Xiao Luo had somehow already walked behind the chief's chair. The two approached