Qin Yong sighed, "Let's start with the basics. The interviews must continue, and we need to identify the deceased as soon as possible."
This wasn't a formal setting; Qin Yong was just trying to get a general understanding of the situation.
After a brief report, Liu Guodong pulled Ren Qiang aside.
"Old Ren, you just mentioned the deceased sometimes rode an electric scooter to work with colleagues?"
Ren Qiang nodded, "It's only three kilometers from here to the cotton factory. The couple usually rode an electric scooter to work."
Riding an electric scooter to work?
This detail caught Liu Guodong's attention.
There weren't many clues found by the crime scene investigation, just a charred knife blade and tire tracks on the unburned floor beneath the toppled wardrobe.
It now seemed the tire tracks belonged to the electric scooter the deceased rode to work.
But no remnants of the electric scooter were found inside the house.
So, where did the electric scooter go?
