Not far from Qiao Yu Man's school, a car had been parked on the street for a week.
"Director Lin, local residents have reported that this car has been parked for a week. No one knows when it arrived." A subordinate was inspecting the surroundings while another was trying to unlock the car door.
Inside sat a person, wearing a baseball cap, head down. He had remained in this position for a week.
Lin Lin had a bad feeling in her heart.
She remained silent, but as the car door opened, a foul smell assaulted their senses, causing several police officers to change their expressions.
"He's dead."
"Call the forensic expert. Also, since there's no surveillance here, conduct door-to-door investigations immediately to gather more clues."
A person dying inside a car, left for a week, was definitely not a minor matter.
When the forensic expert arrived and turned the body, Lin Lin's pupils dilated in shock.
"How can it be him!"
