"Cigarette wound?" Chen Ge was reminded of the man who had sat in the first chair on the right at the ghost stories society. His finger that was exposed had a cigarette burn on it.
"We've gone through the tapes for the time frame of twelve hours and the surveillance for nearby five hundred meters. There was no one particularly suspicious, but this did catch our attention." Captain Yan's voice had suspicion in it. "He used the jacket's hood to hide his face, and the screen on his phone was black. He looked like he was talking on the phone, but he was actually observing the surroundings. However, there is one thing I don't understand, why would he have the flyer to your Haunted House?"
"My Haunted House does not have that many workers, and I have not gone out of the park to give out flyers, so either he or a friend of his has been to the park and my Haunted House."
"Do you have any recollection of this man?"
