Zhou Ning looked at Liu Yongxin and Mr. Zhao, both of whom were staring at him; Zhou Ning nodded with difficulty.
"The perpetrator is an acquaintance, premeditated, robbery or theft might be a ruse. Once we find the cell phone, or investigate the victim's call history, I think we'll find some clues. Oh, and there's also the victim's car, we were in a hurry to get back, so we didn't check it."
Liu Yongxin didn't speak, and sensing a divergence of opinions between the two, Mr. Zhao was interrupted by a sound at the door; Mr. Liu waved a kraft paper bag back and forth outside.
"Scaredy-cat, just bring it in, what could possibly happen? Always making a racket outside."
Muttering to himself, Mr. Zhao went to the door to get the kraft paper bag and spread it out in front of the two men—it was an X-ray film. The on-call doctor who had come to take the X-rays wasn't very adept at handling electronic images, so he had developed the X-ray film and delivered it directly.