"Look at these people—the ones around whom things happened, all connected to Li Jingtai. They all seem to be related to what happened back then, and Kim Ji-woo lived across from the building where this mother and daughter lived."
"I suspect Kim Ji-woo photographed something back then, which brought about his death. It's just that I don't know what connection Li Jingtai had with this dead mother and daughter."
"According to the records, this mother and daughter were originally from China. After the husband disappeared, they had no other relatives here at all."
"Also, these are some photos of Zhou Keqin and He Shangyuan from high school, along with their graduation group photo. We'll still need to investigate everyone in these pictures one by one."
"Keep investigating. Find out who they were close to during high school."
A murderous glint flashed through Min Xingyu's eyes.
He had a feeling the murderer was among the people who had been close to Zhou Keqin and He Shangyuan.
He had to find him as soon as possible, and then...
"Yes."
*
Around eight that evening, on a street somewhere in the city center.
He Meishu had been monitoring Su Qiao when she suddenly saw Captain Min Xingyu standing drunkenly by the roadside, opening his car door and preparing to climb inside.
She quickly pulled over, hurried over, and supported him. "Captain, how much did you drink?"
"Did something happen?"
Min Xingyu stared blearily for a while before finally recognizing the person in front of him.
"Oh, it's... it's Meishu..."
"Captain, come on, sit properly first. Have some water before you talk."
Helpless, He Meishu helped him into the back seat, twisted open a bottle of mineral water, and held it to his lips.
Min Xingyu was indeed a little thirsty and gulped down