"Such a coincidence!" Yang Guanfeng exclaimed.
The murderer from the cases outside and inside the village was the same, and it had been shown and presented to them in this manner.
"Both of you, have a good rest. I have something else to deal with," Old Liu said.
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you then."
"We are friends. Besides, this is my duty as well. It's too polite to say that."
Old Liu left the room.
As soon as he left, the young man asked, "Boss, isn't this matter too much of a coincidence?"
"Yes, what a coincidence!" Yang Guanfeng lit a cigarette.
"It's just that there is a piece of evidence that can't be verified!" He looked outside. His gaze was deep behind the smoke.