"So stupid!"
Yang Zeran muttered to himself, shaking his head, his face a mask of disbelief.
To think a criminal would actually record their own crime and keep the footage.
Shen Xin signaled for him to be quiet and continued watching the video.
When the recording started, Liu Baoli and Hu Zeyang were already subdued, both lying on the ground.
The bindings were professional. Their arms were forced behind their backs, their wrists likely secured with rope knots. Their feet were tied in the same way and then connected to their hands, forcing their bodies to arch backward like a prawn.
The first murder took place in November.
The weather had turned cold. Lu Weihong was wearing an outdoor jacket, leather pants, ankle boots, and leather gloves.
He also wore a baseball cap.
At the same time, Shen Xin noticed that he couldn't see any of Lu Weihong's hair beneath the baseball cap.
It looked like he was wearing one of those prosthetic bald caps, hiding all his hair underneath.
