Inspector Megure sighed. "The culprit sure got lucky. If not for that blackout, he might have been caught red-handed by concerned bystanders."
Jiang Xia pointed at the corpse slumped beside the escalator. "We weren't doing too badly either. At least the victim tried his best to leave a dying message, so we don't have to search this building like a needle in a haystack."
The kraft paper bag clutched in the victim's arms was already empty. Inspector Megure stared at the three symbols, "O, X, Delta," written on it and scratched his head. "But what exactly do they mean?"
Before they could come up with anything, a young officer ran over. "Mr. Jiang Xia, the call records on the victim's phone show that half an hour ago, he had a call lasting one minute and thirty-one seconds. Judging from the time of death, it should have been shortly before he was murdered."
"Is that so?" Jiang Xia took the phone from the Evidence Bag and naturally pressed redial. "Then let's see who he was calling."
The moment he finished speaking, a conspicuous ring tone rang out from among the onlookers.
Everyone turned toward the sound, and an office worker with a very high hairline instantly became the center of attention.
"?!" The office worker fumbled out his phone and instinctively hung up.
The ringing stopped, and he breathed a sigh of relief. But in the next instant, several shadows fell ominously over him.
"..." The office worker stiffly looked up and found that several burly men had appeared around him at some point.
Inspector Megure and several officers surrounded him from all sides. "Half an hour ago, were you the one speaking with the victim?"
The office worker: "..."
"Although I did talk to him on the phone, I