"I just finished up here; no gold bars were found. However, on the bottom layer of Wang Hongwen's locker, I discovered a blood trace that had been wiped and a faint shoeprint that reacted to luminol. After comparison, it's a complete match with the shoeprints found at the first crime scene. I've taken pictures and samples and am heading back now."
"No rush, call Yang Xuetong to ask if they've found anything. If so, arrange for someone to send it directly for testing. Mr. Bai is waiting at the forensics lab; there's someone on duty over there."
Mr. Zhao was just about to argue when the phone call abruptly ended. Holding his cell phone, he ground his teeth in frustration.
"What's the matter?"
Mr. Zhao sighed and looked at Zhu Xingxing.