Forty-eight hours have passed since Gao Yang was put under fatigue interrogation by Fatino, and it's been sixty-eight hours since Mario first detained him.
Mario was feeling anxious, because various signs indicated that matters were more complicated than he had anticipated, and the consequences could be much more severe than he expected.
Mario's eyes, just like Gao Yang's, were bloodshot. Hearing the knock on the door, he immediately looked up and shouted, "Come in!"
"Sir, the news has been confirmed. Lorenzo was assassinated; he died in a hail of gunfire just as he was leaving the company. All three companions were killed, with no survivors."
Mario slammed his fist onto the table in front of him and then growled, "Who did it!"
"It's confirmed as Grand Ivan's men, four shooters in total, using fully automatic standard weapons, and they left this behind."
