Upon hearing this,
Everyone present turned to look at Ke Qing, their eyes filled with suspicion as if they were astonished.
Fu Chi merely took a leisurely sip of tea. His cool gaze dripped with depths of shifting light, subtly dimming.
Ke Qing tugged at her lips: "As for the results, they will be revealed in an hour."
The old man nodded, tapped his finger on his knee, and slowly said: "Has Joint Investigation Bureau sent word yet?"
After all, the detectives there were world-renowned for their extraordinary knack for solving cases. For a brutal murder case like this, no matter how clever the murderer might be, they wouldn't be able to completely erase their traces. Clues would inevitably be hiding in the very air.
Ke Qing clenched her fist, and calmly said: "I have found some things and have passed them over to the Joint Investigation Bureau. There should be results soon."
