As dusk settled, on a mountain peak in the Jiangcheng Shijie Tourist Scenic Area, seven or eight men were walking back and forth midway up the mountain.
Each of them held a flashlight, moving slowly and bent over, as if searching for something.
"There is no such thing as a perfect crime, so there will surely be clues. Everyone, search carefully!" Di Junxiong encouraged the group.
He thought that asking these people to help investigate would cost a little.
But surprisingly, when they heard Xiao Feng was involved, no one hesitated, and they all agreed immediately.
Zhao Xingfeng and Wang Qiang, especially, had already planned to investigate secretly even before Di Junxiong approached them.
This shocked Di Junxiong a bit; with his master's personality, how could he have such good connections?
But anyway, the fact that an investigation team was successfully formed was a good thing.
"Xiao Jun, come here." Zhao Xingfeng called to Di Junxiong.
