As the eight bodies lying in a fan-shaped formation were exposed under the searchlights, goosebumps suddenly broke out on Zhao Jiang’s neck.
Seven Beretta 92FS pistols lay scattered among the rotting leaves, their barrels still thick with the fresh scent of gunpowder. The twisted angle of the outermost corpse’s neck reminded him of the professional hitman techniques he had seen during his overseas training three years ago.
"Contact the Security Investigation Team to pull the backup footage from Jiutian Group," Zhao Jiang said, lowering his voice to instruct An Ran. He then noticed Gu Yuan leaning against the police car’s side mirror, wearing a bitter smile.
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