After something this big happened, Zhang Weihong had no interest in hiking the next day, no matter what.
Today was Saturday, a day off for most people. Yet by ten in the morning, she had managed to obtain the roster through several intermediaries.
After examining it, Zhang Caixin was absolutely certain that the deputy director, Yan Shouyi, was the man they had encountered at Dynasty Disco Bar.
Director Yan's résumé was also quite clear. Throughout his career and even his upbringing, it was impossible for him to have had any connection with Feng Jun, a guy who had only been in Yang City for half a year.
Red Sister questioned her younger sister again and again, only stopping when Zhang Caixin was nearly angered by the interrogation.
After sitting there in thought for quite a while, a faint smile finally appeared on her lips. "Looks like it was the last time he went to the restroom... That period is the key."
Zhang Caixin finally could not resist asking, "Sis, did he have Liu Hong killed?"
"Did he say that?" Red Sister shot her a fierce glare. "Don't let your imagination run wild... Murder means paying with your life!"
"But..." Zhang Caixin wanted to argue, but did not quite dare to.
"It was nothing more than a disappearance." Red Sister finally returned to normal. Sometimes, the truth did not matter. What mattered was that, in this matter, she only knew Liu Hong might have disappeared. She knew nothing else.
Besides, a cancer like Liu Hong had offended far too many people. His disappearance was perfectly normal. Even if someone reported it, the police might not be particularly interested—who knew whether that bastard had simply run away?
To put it more bluntly, the police would rather scum like that died violently—as long