Zhou Ning looked around, then slowly said:
"I don't know either, I've lost my memory for over a decade, and now I am investigating a case that involves the murder of my father. As for the details, some content is confidential and I can't disclose it to you for now.
However, in these contents you've transcribed, Sun Pengfei, who did the on-site inspection, the witness Hao Xin, and the forensic doctor Zhang Guocheng, appear quite frequently. And what I can tell you is that we have seen the revised version of this case file.
It was missing a lot of content, but the handwriting was still that of these people. I'd like to know if you have any impressions of these individuals? Also, what case was my father investigating before he met with misfortune? Do you have any relevant records here?"
Zhu Jianguo nodded, not at all upset by Zhou Ning's barrage of questions, but instead found two notebooks from 1994 in his notebook. Upon seeing the contents page, Xu Dayuan's jaw dropped.
