"Miss Zhong, he is..."
Before the nearby police officer finished speaking, Ling Chen interrupted, "It doesn’t matter who I am, what matters is that I can help you."
Hearing this, Miss Zhong looked at Ling Chen with skepticism and nodded slightly, "Alright then. Since you’re so confident, tell why you think this wound was caused by a finger."
Ling Chen squatted down, looked at the bloody hole above the corpse’s forehead, then picked up a glove and gently pressed it on the corpse’s arm.
Indeed!
After confirming his idea, Ling Chen’s face imdiately fell, and a gleam shone in his eyes.
"Hey! I’m talking to you, did you hear ?"
Miss Zhong’s displeased voice rang out. Ling Chen snapped back to reality, stood up, and said, "Sorry, I might have been mistaken. You go ahead with your work; I won’t disturb you anymore." Then, without waiting for Miss Zhong to speak again, Ling Chen turned and left the cri scene.
Watching Ling Chen’s retreating figure, Miss Zhong frowned and continued to focus on the body.
Standing in the elevator heading to the fourth floor of the hotel, Ling Chen’s mind was filled with the na ’Lin Tong.’
From the wound on the body, it could be deduced that the person was killed by soone poking through the skull with a finger. While any martial artist could do it, Ling Chen also noticed another piece of evidence – the body’s rigidity progressed unusually quickly. Based on his observations and discussions with the police at the scene, these people had died no more than two hours earlier, yet the body was already stiff.
Having previously sparred with Lin Tong, Ling Chen was familiar with Lin Tong’s capabilities. It wasn’t just his ten fingers that were formidable, but also the poison contained within them. During his days of recuperation, Ling Chen had specifically asked Zhu Xiaozhu about the poison, so he understood quite well. The victim must have stiffened so quickly due to the poison.
Ling Chen silently frowned.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Yong and his group got involved with Lin Tong.
Lin Tong had left East Sea City just a few days ago, probably arriving in Jin Hai City at that ti. However, what Ling Chen was most curious about was what exactly Qiu Yong and his group had done to get involved with the God Organization.
As he pondered, Ling Chen headed straight back to the hotel room where Qiu Yong was staying.
Inside the room, Zhu Xiaozhu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her ample chest heaving, her pretty face pale, as if she had been frightened.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Ling Chen quickly walked over and asked with concern, "What’s wrong?"
Zhu Xiaozhu didn’t speak but just pointed towards the bathroom.
The bathroom?
Ling Chen walked to the bathroom door and gently pushed it open. Instantly, a strong sll of blood wafted out. Holding his breath, Ling Chen frowned as he looked at the bathtub inside, his expression solemn.
Inside the snowy white bathtub was filled with fresh red blood, and a corpse was soaking in it. The corpse was facing up, and the wound on its neck was clearly visible.
Thank goodness!
After recognizing the face of the corpse, Ling Chen breathed a sigh of relief. The deceased was a stranger, not one of the mbers from the notorious Eight Eccentrics. Looking at the dagger that had fallen on the floor, it seed likely that this person had attempted to attack soone in the bathroom but was killed instead.
From the traces of the wound, it might be Xia Yue, known for her swift throat-slitting technique with a sword.
After pondering for a mont, Ling Chen lifted the corpse out of the bathtub and searched its pockets, hoping to find so valuable clues.
Right now, the whereabouts of Qiu Yong and his group were unknown; perhaps this deceased could provide so clues.
Soon, Ling Chen found a wet receipt in the breast pocket of the deceased’s suit. Although it had been soaked in water for a long ti, the handwriting was still barely legible.
Fruit Paradise Supermarket?
Looking at the large characters at the top, Ling Chen imdiately understood the purpose of the receipt.
Leaving the bathroom, Ling Chen closed the room door, concealing the sll of blood, then pulled out his cell phone and dialed Hu Fei’s number.
"Hey! Fatty, check for how many Fruit Paradise Supermarkets there are in Jin Hai City, and tell their locations."
In less than five minutes, Hu Fei had news.
"I checked, the supermarket you ntioned is the only one in the whole of Jin Hai City, and it just opened not long ago."
"Send the address."
After hanging up, Ling Chen imdiately left the hotel with Zhu Xiaozhu.
"Ling Chen, where are we going?"
Ling Chen stood by the roadside, looked around the area, and pointed to a nearby hotel, "You go there and book a room, take a rest."
"What about you?"
"I’m going to look for my friends. You saw what happened just now; they might be in trouble, and I must find them."
Since this matter was now related to the God Organization, it was unsafe for Zhu Xiaozhu to be involved, to avoid any danger.
"Be careful," Zhu Xiaozhu cautioned.
"You know what I’m capable of," Ling Chen smiled broadly, giving Zhu Xiaozhu a reassuring look.
After watching Zhu Xiaozhu enter a hotel, Ling Chen hailed a taxi on the roadside and hurried to his destination.
Before long, Ling Chen arrived outside the Fruit Paradise Supermarket. After getting off the taxi, he observed the surrounding environnt, his face turning slightly grim.
The supermarket was located in the downtown area, surrounded by high-rise buildings. He only knew a rough location but had no clue where those people specifically were. Finding their whereabouts from so many office buildings seed harder than reaching the sky.
Pulling out the water-soaked receipt from his pocket, Ling Chen held it up to the sunlight, trying to read the blurred writing.
After examining it for a few monts and with so good luck, Ling Chen finally found a clue on the receipt.
Below the receipt were so numbers, probably indicating the ti of purchase. According to the ti displayed, that person was at the supermarket buying sothing at nine o’clock in the morning.
Knowing the ti, Ling Chen looked up at the supermarket’s entrance and exit, each was equipped with a surveillance cara.
Then, turning his gaze to the roadside, Ling Chen’s lips curved up. The downtown area was convenient for everything; every street was installed with surveillance caras.
Right away, Ling Chen went to a nearby library, found a computer, and then called Hu Fei.
Hacking into the surveillance system was a piece of cake for Hu Fei; soon, with Hu Fei’s remote assistance, Ling Chen’s computer screen displayed an image. To be precise, it was that morning’s surveillance footage, which Hu Fei had retrieved from the system.
Ling Chen adjusted the surveillance footage to around nine o’clock in the morning, carefully observing the people entering and exiting the supermarket.
At 9:03 AM, a man in a suit was finally spotted by Ling Chen.
That’s him!
Ling Chen’s eyes brightened, finally having found you.
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