"Zhou Rongfeng, Chen Zhaoci, He Qi, Xie Tangmao, Zhang Wei..." Han Feng said, "Their fingerprints all did not match. We've had to let them go."
After hanging up the phone, You Mingxu's hand was about to break out in a sweat. She couldn't help but laugh, muttering to herself: "Damn, even the heavens can't catch them."
Yin Feng was upset seeing her like this. After a moment of thought, he said seriously, "Axu, it's actually within my predictions. They don't match the profile of the killer. The case is more complex than we imagined. Wait a moment, my team is almost done compiling a list of suspects who do fit the profile from that area."
However, You Mingxu replied, "This way of searching isn't working. I want to go back to the Fenjinbao Company. If we've reached a dead-end, we might as well return to the scene of the crime."
