At 7:30 in the morning, the fog gradually dissipated, but in the Special Investigation Group office, as the team members arrived one after another, everyone felt as if they had fallen into a new fog.
"What the hell is this?" Looking at the mess in the house, cui Lizhu asked,"what's going on? Did boss fight with someone again?"
"No, definitely not ..." Ran Tao squatted down to check the papers."This is boss's handwriting. I think boss might have found some clues about the ghost king case."
"It can't be?" Zeng ke pouted."Didn't boss figure it out last night? Why did you spend the whole night studying it?"
"The point is ..." Cui Lizhu looked around."Where's the old master?"
After cui Lizhu finished speaking, the three of them took out their mobile phones and pretended to make a call.
"Alright ... Stop guessing!" At this time, Wu Xiumin's voice came from behind a computer,"the team leader is fine. He went to sleep. Don't call him!"
