After a moment of silence, Duan Mu asked, "Officer Wu, how's your investigation going?"
“We’re already reviewing the video footage, but judging from the brutal method, it’s clear the killer planned this murder. So I estimate we won’t be able to find much information in the footage.” Wu Sen paused, then frowned and said, “And I heard from my master… this method is very similar to the massacre that happened sixteen years ago…”
Feng Guang asked in confusion, "Sixteen years ago?"
Such a brutal method of murder, if it had happened sixteen years ago, the media would surely have reported it. But even if it had been reported sixteen years ago... she probably wouldn't have noticed it back then. But these things shouldn't have happened. This world is just a simple entertainment industry romance novel; something like a murder case is impossible.
However, it did happen.
Wu Sen was taken aback by Feng Guang's question. He realized he had let slip the secret and revealed the case as well. He quickly tried to salvage the situation with a smile, saying, "What? Sixteen years ago? Miss Xia must have misheard, hahaha..."
Feng Guang looked at Wu Sen quietly, as if to say, "Keep acting."
Duan Mu smiled and spoke up to defuse the situation, "Since Officer Wu says we misheard, then we must have misheard."
"If you say that recording won't be of any use, how are you going to investigate?" Feng Guang looked at Wu Sen with his arms crossed, his tone not very friendly.
Wu Sen smiled awkwardly, "The deceased had an ID card in her bag. After our preliminary investigation, it seems that she was a woman engaged in prostitution at a nightclub. Being able to find out her identity is also a breakthrough."
"You mean... the person who killed her might have been one of her clients?"
"It's just a guess, we can't be sure yet." Wu Sen spoke cautiously. In their line of work, people can't speak recklessly without evidence; it's a matter of professional ethics.
Feng Guang nodded in understanding.
Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of her, Wu Sen said again, "Miss Xia, this case is too bloody. I hope you won't tell anyone else about it until we catch the murderer."
"I understand." There are so many keyboard warriors and public intellectuals online these days. I'm afraid that once the case is exposed, they'll start shouting that China is inhumane and that foreign countries are better.
Feng Guang agreed, and Wu Sen then looked at Duan Mu. Duan Mu raised his lips and said with a slight smile, "Officer Wu, you can rest assured, neither Feng Guang nor I are talkative people."
“By the way, we won’t go around talking nonsense, and you can’t say that this happened during Duan Mu’s press conference.” Feng Guang set the conditions. “You know his identity, and I don’t want the media to make a fuss about this. Of course, in return, whatever support you need, the Xia family can provide it unconditionally.”
Wu Sen thought for a moment about the warning his master had given him before he came over: not to offend this rich young lady. He nodded and said, “Miss Xia, you can rest assured. Our job is only to investigate cases. Entertainment news is the job of reporters.”
Feng Guang smiled with satisfaction. Wu Sen didn't linger. He left the room with the limited information he had obtained. She turned around, stood on tiptoe, and patted Duan Mu's shoulder. "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you have any bad news."
Duan Mu took her hand and chuckled softly, "Of course I believe what Feng Guang said."
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