"Have you checked the airport? If it really was an industry rival, your factory manager would have handed over the formula days ago and the person would have been released."
Zhang Jianmin had also thought about this question many times.
Just as the deputy regimental commander said, if it was indeed done by a rival, the factory manager would have revealed the formula for the sake of the deputy regimental commander and for Little Huzi. Several days have passed, the person should have been released, but there hasn't been a single clue.
Could it be that it wasn't done by a rival?
Did the factory manager really encounter a murder?
Was he murdered?
"But Deputy Regimental Commander, I've sent people to investigate these past few days. We've searched within a twenty-kilometer radius of Kyoto, even into some villages, but still, there is no clue at all." Zhang Jianmin had thought along these lines before, but still, there wasn't a shred of evidence.
