Shen Yin's eyes widened as she suddenly thought of a person had been completely off the police's radar.
Steady footstep sounded at the door. She stared in the direction of the door. As the door creaked, Shen Yin saw a completely unfamiliar man's face.
The man was wearing a tattered, dirty long-sleeved camouflage uniform and a pair of muddy cloth shoes. His facial features were refined, but he was growing old. He was starting to gain weight, and his face was a little bloated.
"Lu Kai, it's you."
Shen Yin confidently called out the name that had only been briefly recorded in the dossier.
"You're Dr. Shen, right? You're really smart. Unfortunately, smart people usually don't live long." The man licked his dry lips and stared at Shen Yin's long legs like a hungry wolf.
Shen Yin subconsciously shrank back, but for some reason, this action pleased him.
