Wednesday, a workday.
In the morning, when he should have been at work, Zhang Wei uncharacteristically lingered in Lin Mansion.
"Good disciple, gather all the information about Forensic Yang Chunyuan and send it to my email."
"Yes, I know it's a prosecution case. It seems the investigation has already been underway for some time. Just compile whatever information you can find; I intend to look into this case."
"Alright, if the colleagues in the department aren't too busy, you can get them involved. I won't be coming to the law firm today, tell Old Tie for me, will you?"
After giving instructions, Zhang Wei hung up the phone.
He then returned to his room, picked up some women's undergarments that were on the bed, and took them along with his laptop.
The laptop was placed in the living room, while he put the undergarments in the washing machine.
An hour later, the bathroom door opened.
Amidst the rolling steam, a figure emerged from blurred to clear.
