Su Feifei slowly raised her eyes and her gaze swept across Qi Zhuliang's deeply wrinkled face.
Against the firelight, that face was filled with arrogance and disdain.
She raised her hand and pointed at a corner.
"Qiao Hefeng is over one point eight meters tall and weighs about 60 kilograms. These drag marks would not be deep enough for his height and weight."
Everyone looked in her direction.
It was the drag mark that Qi Zhuliang had checked just now.
Qi Zhuliang laughed coldly, "Dis I need you to tell me that? I've been in this line of work for so many years, how could I not know?"
He turned on the flashlight and shone it on the ground.
"The drag marks here might have been covered up by someone. Look, there's a row of footprints on this side, which means that it's very likely that someone knocked him out first and then dragged him away!"
Under the light, a row of shallow footprints could be clearly seen.
