At the police station, Officer Lu looked at the young girl in the surveillance video. She was still wearing a sky blue school uniform, looking relaxed and languid.
Opposite her were Old Master Lin and Lin Nan.
This was the surveillance footage from the cafe. He had specially instructed the forensics team to bring it over.
Officer Lu took a sip of tea, a rare heaviness on his face. "She was the one who drew the bomb layout near No.1 Middle School."
Even when he looked at Nian Yue from the surveillance camera now, he still felt that it was unreal.
Officer Lu opened another file from the computer screen. "This is her speed—"
The video played the other day at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore.
The footage was quite well-captured. They could clearly see her figure, but they couldn't even capture Fu Xiuyuan's clothes.
