"He's past the critical phase, right?" She saw Mu Liang, Chu Lin, and Lin Jingsheng had left the hospital, either dead or alive. If it was the former, Chu Lin would probably come to Xiaojiu first for revenge.
"Hm." Lu Xiaojiu had a bit of a headache, holding her temples, feeling somewhat fatigued. "Any leads?"
"No, the method was extremely clean and efficient, no trace at all. I checked the CCTV and surrounding surveillance, found nothing unusual; this person's method is rare." Xiao Qiao said, "I've visited the scene twice, found no clues, no bullet holes, no fingerprints, no surveillance—nothing at all, as if... a ghost."
"There are no ghosts in the world; as long as a crime is committed, there will definitely be evidence." Lu Xiaojiu said, "Who is it, really?"
"Why don't you just tell them, it wasn't you who fired the shot."
"Nobody would believe me," Lu Xiaojiu said. "Nobody would believe me. Even I almost believed it was me who fired the gun."
