The moment Ying Jiuming caught sight of the bicycle, his eyes changed, having a sharp and stern look under the harsh white light. He squinted slightly, his solemn expression somewhat terrifying. He remained silent for a long time, only slowly raising his hand when work was being assigned.
"Hold on!"
"What's the matter, Captain Ying?"
Only then did everyone notice that Ying Jiuming looked awful.
"I think... I might have an idea who owns this bicycle." He hesitated, his voice somewhat hoarse. Recalling the deaths of Sun Lu, Huo Jinlan, and Jiang Zhuanzhuan's presence at each event. Now, with Yuan Xueshan's death, was she present again?
Could all these coincidences really be true?
No!
Ying Jiuming shook his head quietly. He doesn't believe in coincidences.
Just then, the faint sound of a plane's propeller reached them. Everyone looked up in unison. The noise grew louder and louder. A large military transport plane appeared overhead, clearly looking for a place to land.
