Fang Jingshuo died near the bus stop. The murderer ended Fang Jingshuo's life and quickly disappeared.
The body was placed in the hospital's morgue. When Qin Yu arrived, it was already four hours later.
Looking at the body that had suffered a crushing defeat, Qin Yu punched the morgue hard. A fist pit instantly appeared on the stainless steel table.
This was the first time that a member had been assassinated before he had even completed his training. Qin Yu was very, very angry.
"Find out who did it."
"It's the suspect that you asked us to find previously, the small flathead. He's currently on the way to the outer provinces. Our people have already gone to capture him."
"I want him alive."
Liu Mingshi understood.
Qin Yu was still very angry. He lifted the white cloth. Fang Jingshuo's corpse was even paler than the other corpses because he had lost too much blood.
