Inside another small conference room at the East City Public Security Bureau, more than a dozen people in police uniforms were discussing something. However, they all had one thing in common—they weren't personnel from the East City Headquarters but were a specially formed group from elsewhere aimed at investigating this case.
Seven out of the ten people present believed that Su Qing was related to this matter. Never underestimate anyone; even Wen Jingqi could harbor suspicions. So, of course, these professionals would too, yet the investigation turned up no evidence, seeming like an accident.
In front of the group was a screen onto which a projector cast images. The screen was split in two, one side showing Su Qing alone in the interrogation room. Her fingers were interlocked across her abdomen, sitting back in the chair with her legs crossed, looking extraordinarily relaxed.
