It was as if Lu Zhiwen already had Zhang Xianguang's file in his mind. He recited his name, birth, parents, and even information about where he had previously worked.
It was incredibly unbelievable.
Yang Jian understood that Zhang Xianguang had been involved in the supernatural circle long ago. He had entered the Ghost Post Office decades earlier, then disappeared completely.
It was difficult for someone like that to leave behind any clues or information in this world. Even if such information existed, it would be concealed and overwritten by supernatural forces. Digging it out would require paying a considerable price.
"So the murderer is called Zhang Xianguang? I thought he had popped out of a rock. I didn't expect there to be traces to follow. Since you have his files, can you tell us about any current clues?" Li Jun asked seriously.
The other captains kept their eyes on him as well.
Lu Zhiwen said expressionlessly, "This is merely Zhang Xianguang's household registration information. His last known whereabouts were teaching at Shuangqiao Town Elementary School. He taught there for less than a year before resigning, and after that, there were no further clues or information about him."
"It was as if he had evaporated from this world, only resurfacing today."
Li Jun immediately began to think.
Cao Yang frowned. "If that's the case, then this information isn't very useful. He was born in 1942, which means he would be over eighty this year. And he was missing for nearly fifty years. If he had been active in the supernatural circle all that time, who knows what unimaginable things he went through."
"And I don't believe he hid for so long only to suddenly emerge today for the Ghost Painting. He must be plotting something."
"That makes sense. Old and yet