"What's going on here? What happened?"
The gaunt middle-aged police officer named Fang Guoyuan is the head of all the cops in Jiangnan City. He had gone to bed early tonight, but a midnight phone call abruptly stirred him to this desolate place.
Director Fang Guoyuan was obviously in a foul mood, his sweet dream interrupted, forced out of his warm bed, and nobody in such a situation would show a pleasant face.
The duty officers around him, seeing Director Fang Guoyuan with a dark scowl, felt a bit intimidated, and immediately began to explain cautiously.
"Director Fang, we received a call in the middle of the night about gunshots here, so we came. The call was made by some homeless people nearby, and during our search around here, indeed we found plenty of blood and bullet marks inside the factory. Forensic Doctor Fu has already collected samples for testing, and we should have results very soon!"
