Qi Changye had just turned halfway around when, as if triggered by a mechanism, he pivoted back to his original position.
"Do you have any updated news?" Qi Changye had an excellent memory, capable of recalling the faces of his middle school classmates, and the scene of Jiang Yuan updating the news was vivid in his mind.
Jiang Yuan picked out a few photos, spread them out on the table, and said, "I'll show them to you."
While speaking, Jiang Yuan pointed at a photo of a shutter door lock and said, "This rolling shutter was pried open with a special tool."
Next, Jiang Yuan lined up two photos of the ground lock devices and said, "From here, you should be able to see that the lock of the shutter door was pried open with a homemade Z-shaped steel plate combined with a hydraulic jack."
"Have you encountered a similar case?" Qi Changye asked, surprised.
