Officer Ma was extremely agitated right now.
A pack of Five Star Redwoods took him an hour to finish, and he was already more than halfway through his sixth cigarette. The entire office was filled with murky air.
Officer Ma, not only the station's number one Gunslinger but also its number one chain-smoker, slammed his huge palm down on the desk.
The impact shook the mountain of documents piled atop it and nearly scared the young officer sitting nearby out of his chair.
"Fuck!!"
The young officer watched Officer Ma curse and take another vicious drag, knowing exactly what he was troubled about.
Leaving aside that cult case that had fallen apart midway through, there was also the organ trafficking ring they had been tracking for a long time.
They had caught the local contact and followed the clues to the surgeon in charge. The case had been on the verge of entering an entirely new stage; they might even have been able to follow the trail and directly wipe out the organ trafficking ring.
But that doctor had suddenly died... and he had died in the operating room.
The contact they had caught at first knew very little and no longer had any value for interrogation. As for the only assassin caught at the hospital—the unlucky bastard knocked unconscious by a falling flowerpot—he had taken advantage of his guards' inattention and committed suicide as well.
Yes, another suicide. Including that Spirit Master, this made two already.
Two key figures in two major cases had committed suicide in succession. One could imagine just how severe Officer Ma's psychological trauma was right now.
And that was not all. The Spirit Master's corpse, which had been sent to the morgue, had vanished without a trace last night... It had disappeared from the