As Song Mingguang and Wang Song made considerable progress, Lu Chuan also made significant advancements.
Fingerprint!
Hard work paid off when Lu Chuan finally extracted a fragmented fingerprint from that pile of firewood.
"Damn!"
Zhao Zhigao was stunned.
He had entered this house at least 20 times, spending almost every day there after the crime.
However, he truly hadn't noticed the bunches of firewood placed beside the stove.
It's not that he didn't notice; he saw them and walked around them every time.
But he never thought the firewood might hold the fingerprints of the suspect.
"Is it possible?"
The fingerprint was very fragmented.
Given that the firewood is wooden and has a small cylindrical shape with an irregular surface, even after Lu Chuan discovered this fingerprint, it was completely mangled upon extraction.
To Zhao Zhigao, even with this fingerprint, it seemed likely useless.
The degree of fragmentation exceeded Lu Chuan's expectations.
