"Then, Mr. Liu, what else can we do?" one person asked anxiously.
Liu Xingxing's voice came again, "The assassin should still be in our Cube City. If anyone has any clues, please provide them as soon as possible."
"Oh, right."
At this moment, Zhou Zheng sat in the main seat, his eyes solemn.
He suddenly spoke, his voice clear and powerful, instantly drawing everyone's attention: "There is one more thing that needs to be clarified: is there any concrete information regarding the identity of today's victim?"
His gaze naturally turned to Qian Chuan. Clearly, he had already heard that Qian Chuan had left the crime scene carrying a bloodied corpse.
Seeing this, Qian Chuan stood up and succinctly recounted the information he had previously shared with Jin Rugo and Li Chengfeng.
After listening to Qian Chuan's report, Zhou Zheng lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said in a more serious tone, "It seems that this assassin may be targeting the official residents of our Cube City."
His analysis sent a chill down the spines of the official residents present.
In the tense atmosphere, someone finally couldn't hold back and urgently suggested, "Boss Zhou, Boss Liu, we can't just sit here and wait to die! Why don't we lock down the city like Plum Blossom City did!"
However, upon hearing this, Liu Xingxing merely gave a cold snort, and the powerful aura emanating from her instantly silenced the restless "lockdown advocates," who all shut their mouths.
His piercing gaze swept across the room, his words ringing with conviction: "Absurd! If that assassin is lurking among us, wouldn't Feng Cheng be walking right into a trap, putting all of us in even greater danger?"
Nevertheless, some ungrateful individuals still attempted to challenge authority, saying, "Boss Liu, your words are disheartening for us brothers! Do you really suspect there's a mole among us?"
Liu Xingxing's eyes sharpened, and she glared fiercely at the man. The man couldn't help but shiver. Although he managed to stop talking, he couldn't hide the resentment on his face.
Chuanliu observed Liu Xingxing and Zhou Zheng's reactions from beginning to end.
Almost identical to Qian Chuan's earlier reaction, both of them showed disbelief when they first heard about the shooting, clearly shocked that guns could be found on Paradise Island.
She pondered to herself. Although she couldn't be sure if the two of them knew that the deceased was the kid they had been searching for, she intuitively felt that Liu Xingxing and Zhou Zheng seemed to be completely unaware of the existence of the gun.
Their concerns didn't seem like they were deliberately feigning.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that these two people have the talent to win Best Actor awards.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was heavy. Everyone's heart was gripped by the sudden shooting, and panic and unease hung over everyone's hearts like dark clouds.
"Perhaps I have a way."
The girl's voice suddenly broke the oppressive silence.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Chuanliu who was speaking.
Zhou Zheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "You mean, you caught the assassin?"
Chuanliu shook his head. "That's like looking for a needle in a haystack. What I mean is, we should rule out any suspicion from anyone here."
"Tell me about it," Zhou Zheng said curiously, resting his chin on his hand.
Chuanliu said, "If the murderer were any one of us, he wouldn't have had time to take a shower in such a short period of time, from the time the incident happened until we had our meeting."
Liu Xingxing asked, "So what?"
"I wonder if anyone has heard of the 'smoke reaction'?"
Chuanliu looked around and then explained, "The gunpowder reaction is when the gunner pulls the trigger, gunpowder particles are ejected from the muzzle along with the bullet, and the ejected material will inevitably get on clothes or skin."
Looking at everyone's expressions, she continued, "Once a gun is fired, gunpowder residue will remain on your body. And after the gunpowder residue is removed, simple washing won't be enough to remove the residue; it requires time and multiple washes to remove it."
At this point, everyone understood what she meant.
"But as far as I know, the nitrous oxide reaction needs to be detected using special nitrous oxide reaction test paper, right?" Zhou Zheng asked.
His gaze mirrored Chuan Liu's as he observed the expressions of everyone present.
Chuanliu nodded. "Theoretically, that's correct. I don't think we have this on our Paradise Island. But actually, the principle of the test strip is very simple. As long as a substance that is more reactive than nitrate is used to replace nitrate to produce a color change, the result can be detected."
"You already have an idea?"
Zhou Zheng turned his gaze gently to her, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Chuanliu confidently responded, "I can prepare a test solution based on the same scientific principles. Everyone just needs to put their hand in it, and they will know the results the next day."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zheng nodded slightly, his tone revealing approval. "If we can concoct it, that would be wonderful. Since we all share the same doubts, why not give it a try and clear your names? What do you think?"
He looked at the others, who exchanged glances before nodding in agreement.
Since it's not them anyway, testing others to see if they have any problems can also alleviate their own anxiety.
As they were absorbed in their own thoughts, they did not notice that the moment Chuanliu made the suggestion, one of the people in the conference room stiffened for a moment, a fleeting look of panic crossing his eyes.
Immediately, Chuanliu quietly approached Zhou Zheng and whispered a few words.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zheng immediately ordered his subordinates to begin preparations.
A short while later, they came in carrying several containers labeled with their respective identities, each containing the same pale yellow liquid.
Each person took turns putting their hand into their respective vessel.
One person pulled their hand out, took a sniff, and a sour smell hit their nose. "Ugh! What is this stuff? It's so sour."
As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue as if to lick it.
Chuanliu quickly stopped him, saying, "Some substances harmful to the human body have been added to this. I still suggest that everyone wash it off as soon as possible."
The man quickly retracted his tongue, stretched his hands as far away from himself as possible, and then ran to the toilet.
After the others finished their tests, they followed suit, washed their hands, and came out.
Zhou Zheng, taking charge of the overall situation, said, "Since the results won't be clear until tomorrow, everyone should go back now. Thank you all for your hard work today. As for the escaped assassin, please report any news to the higher-ups immediately."
Everyone bowed to Zhou Zheng, looking curiously at the basins of liquid placed on the conference table.
The yellowish liquid didn't seem to have started to react yet; the surface was calm, except that a few bubbles began to appear after people put their hands in.
Seeing that nothing was wrong, everyone went home.
"Brother Qian, please wait."
Qian Chuan was about to leave with the crowd when Zhou Zheng suddenly called him back.
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