"On the ceiling of his room, a passage leading to the vault was found, and there were clear cut marks on the concrete walls,"
The crowd had odd expressions, and Sain's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Uh..." the inquirer hesitated, "Isn't this result a little too bizarre?"
"Bizarre?" Ren Cangsong first swept over it casually, then suddenly stood up and shouted angrily, "This is simply an insult, the person responsible did this on purpose."
He pointed at Li Ming's face, "He was recently hailed as 'the last glory of the University of Science and Technology,' and now he's become the suspect in the murder of Fu Zongchen. This is a blatant provocation, a slap in our faces."
"Is it possible..." someone in the corner began weakly, though he didn't finish, everyone understood what he meant.
"All right, explain this then—where did the gun come from, how was the armor lost, and how were the items in the vault taken out?" Ren Cangsong challenged, "How did he manage that?"
