When Captain an heard this, his expression became colder.
His eyes fell on a picture. He tapped on the sensing function with his finger, and the picture was paused.
Captain an's index finger and thumb moved apart, and the image was enlarged. There was a small pile of light brown sand. It wasn't strange to see soil of this color, but the strange thing was that the ground tiles that had been crushed into powder were gray-white, which made the difference between the two particularly clear.
With his professional intuition, Captain an had a feeling that the color was like the color of dried blood. Unfortunately, he had been transferred to the western suburbs, which was no longer under his jurisdiction. He had not been to the scene, so he was not completely sure.
For some reason, the commotion in the western suburbs reminded Captain an of a group of people.
