The two investigators checked every computer in the shop while the print shop owner stood there looking utterly bewildered, but they found nothing wrong.
The owner had initially wanted to shout at them not to touch anything and threaten to call police, but when he saw one of them crush a glass bottle one-handed with his bare hand, he immediately stood off to the side without any intention of stopping them. Fine, carry on. Do whatever the hell you wanted. Just pretend he was a passerby.
The two Martial Artists checked every computer in the shop and found no traces of activity. Nothing in the shop had gone missing, and no one had used the printers or anything else. The owner also sold drinks and snacks, but after they checked around the display cabinet, they found nothing there either.
Besides, since no one had been in the shop, even if Chen Mo had come in and taken some drinks or snacks, they would not have been able to tell. They were not the ones stocking the shelves, so naturally they could not distinguish what had been there.
Fortunately, the print shop owner was there, so they could simply ask him.
When the two men turned to look at him, the owner still looked completely confused.
In the end, the two men dragged the print shop owner over, forced him onto a stool, and began questioning him.
At first, however, the owner was less than cooperative. Letting them search however they pleased was one thing, but treating him like a criminal and interrogating him was downright insulting.
He would not answer. Absolutely not. No matter what they asked, he would not answer.
In response, the two of them had a thorough discussion with him about the relationship between the human body's