Renjian Wudao Group Building.
Level B15.
Qian Rushan's face was gloomy as he carelessly ripped off the surgical gown and threw the disposable gloves behind him.
"The autopsy is finished; this guy had seven types of weapons hidden on him, a master skilled in the art of killing."
"What a pity, he died too quickly, and we couldn't pry any useful information from his lips."
"Sorry, I was incompetent and couldn't stop him from committing suicide in time," Wenna said with shame.
"It's not your fault, his Human Skin Technique was very sophisticated; even the Group's security system failed to detect his true identity," Qian Rushan said.
He then looked towards Shen Ye.
Shen Ye said, "I only have one point of confusion."
"Speak," Qian Rushan said.
Shen Ye looked at the body on the floor and spoke, "Why did he insist on being alone with me before taking action?"
Qian Rushan's gaze suddenly deepened, and he said softly,
