Over half an hour later, a procession of vehicles filed into the tunnel, followed by the sound of dense footsteps. The Processing Bureau and city security personnel had finally arrived.
As the teams entered the large, open space of the tunnel, they saw Chen Chuan sitting on a concrete pier to the side, his Long Blade laid flat before him. They also saw the corpse sunken into a bloody crater. They involuntarily held their breath, saluting him with solemnity and awe.
"Chief!"
Chen Chuan stood, returned the salute, and then ordered the men, "Proceed according to protocol."
"Yes, sir!"
The teams immediately fanned out, securing the scene. They rolled in high-powered lamps to illuminate the area. Not only did they carefully inspect Fan Mo's corpse, but they also roughly roused the surrounding gang members one by one for interrogation.
