Last night, Song Junlin went to inspect the scene with several trusted subordinates, including a forensic doctor. The clues they obtained were basically consistent with what Yan Yan said, all pointing to mechanical asphyxiation, ruling out pathological factors.

"When Sasha is more calm, I'll talk to her," Song Junlin said. "Perhaps she's forgotten some important clues, or maybe we can find some leads from the conversation."

"I said you guys are always so secretive, what are you plotting" At this moment, Song Dajie shouted, yawned loudly, and walked over. "Last night Sasha was scared out of her wits and insisted on sleeping with her grandma. I could only move to the next room..."o this place..."As soon as Xingxu's words left his lips, the sound of shattering glass reached their ears. Ou Yan reacted instantly, "Not good—"She hurried forward, but the door at number 6-498 was lo...