"?????"
Qian Yi and the other police officers instantly furrowed their brows, their expressions growing increasingly grave, and the confusion in their eyes had turned into astonishment.
Handprint?
Could it be...
At that instant.
The sudden emerging thought, coupled with the current idea.
In collision...
They involuntarily wanted to believe everything Lin Beichen said.
But in the next moment.
They shook their heads internally, nonsense!
How could this be possible?
Qian Yi finished reading the autopsy report, then patted the shoulder of the officer who had just finished reporting, saying, "Okay, I know. Keep me updated if you find anything new."
"Yes!"
The reporting officer saluted.
Qian Yi nodded and then led the other officers to the interrogation room where Lin Beichen was.
At this moment, the interrogation room.
Only Lin Beichen was there, sitting alone a few meters away from the long table.
Qian Yi apologized, "Sorry, Lin Beichen, for keeping you waiting."
