Late at night.
Even the owls were asleep.
After hearing Jiang Yuan's words, the group of technicians found renewed vigor in their work.
In the small courtyard of the scavenger, near the entrance, several technicians gathered together, standing behind Jiang Yuan, listening to him while observing the bloodstains on the ground.
Under the illumination of the floodlights, the color of the blood was somewhat distorted, but the sense of brutality could still be vaguely felt.
The spot Jiang Yuan pointed to was one of the few areas on the ground not covered by objects, with several conspicuous blood spots.
"It doesn't seem like there are any splash-like bloodstains here either." Hou Xiaoyong, who had also studied Bloodstain Analysis, was not very proficient and only knew some well-known concepts.