Monday night.
Inside the third ring of Longdu, a certain hotel.
Zhang Wei finally met up with Tie Ruyun, and the two were talking in the hotel room.
By the way, Zhang Wei had booked two rooms, as he had no intention of staying together with Old Tie, the big guy.
Tie Ruyun felt it was unnecessary to spend extra, but Zhang Wei didn't care, since he wasn't short of money.
Moreover, cramming into a room with a big guy was something he found uncomfortable.
But for communication, there was no helping it.
"This is all the intel I've gathered so far!"
As he spoke, Zhang Wei wrote down information on a writing pad.
Tie Ruyun took the writing pad and began to read.
"Twelve years ago, the person involved in the case, Guan Yuhong, ran a grocery store in a mall, while the deceased, Sun Mou, was an unemployed vagrant who occasionally passed by the convenience store where the grocery was located. Logically, aside from the store, the two should have had no intersection."
