Chief Qiao frowned and said.
"Seal this place off and let Lord Chief of Prison decide."
Officer Zhao gave the order.
His expression looked grim.
Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu, the Grand Commander and Vice Commander of Zhenbei Prison, both died just like this inside the prison, and in Li Zhang's own room, too. Such dereliction of duty—these Supervisors could hardly escape blame.
"Lord Chief of Prison has arrived!"
Two quarter-hours later, Bao Longwei received the news and hurried over.
"Greetings, Lord Chief!"
Officer Zhao and the others quickly knelt in greeting.
Uncle Fu instead knelt silently in the corner of the room, head lowered without a word.
Bao Longwei waved his hand, signaling everyone to rise, then strode over to examine Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu. Seeing both of them with eyes wide open in death, unwilling to rest in peace, it seemed as if something had deeply scared them before they died.
"What on earth happened here?"
"How did they end up like this?"
"Who did this?"
