The night was as thick as ink, impossible to dissolve. The city's neon lights flickered in the darkness, yet failed to dispel the gloom weighing heavily on the hearts of Lin Yu and Jiang Ya. Several days had passed since the evidence was snatched away, and every passing second felt like a heavy grinding stone rolling over their hearts. That evidence was collected through countless hours of painstaking effort and at the risk of their lives; it was the key to bringing the corrupt elements to justice, and it must never be allowed to vanish without a trace.
In the police station's conference room, Lin Yu and Jiang Ya stood deep in thought before a wall covered in clues. The wall was plastered with photos, documents, and dense notes, recording every detail of their investigation over this period. "Jiang Ya, let's review the details of that day again. There must be something we missed." Lin Yu frowned, his eyes bloodshot. He had barely closed his eyes these past few days, single-mindedly intent on recovering the evidence.
Jiang Ya nodded gently, her voice slightly hoarse: "All right. That day, after the Mysterious Person snatched the evidence, they got into a black van with an obscured license plate. The surveillance footage only showed them fleeing toward the eastern suburbs. We tracked them to the abandoned factory, and although they got away, they left behind that slip of paper with a phone number. That's our most crucial clue right now."
Chapter 87