Half an hour later, all the clues gathered from the search were laid out in front of Chen Yang.
A total of twelve passports and identity documents were found, all from Australia. According to their logs, they seemed to be a science expedition team exploring Antarctica. Putting aside whether such a venture was too reckless, why was there only one body found in a camp of twelve people? What had happened to the other eleven members? Were they dead or alive?
If they were dead, where were their bodies? If they were alive, why had they disappeared without taking any of their equipment with them?
In a place like Antarctica, venturing out without proper equipment was tantamount to suicide. Any sane person wouldn't make such a foolish mistake.
"Boss, don't you think there's something spooky about these people disappearing without a trace?"
Wang Rui shivered, apparently spooked by his own conjecture.
"Spooky, you say? Are you talking about yourself?"
