Deng Zhen looked in the direction pointed by his finger and replied:

"Oh, this is from the down sewer explosion site, brought back by a team member, we’re not sure what it is yet."

Feng Ju’s eyes narrowed slightly, showing a thoughtful expression.

He slowly walked to the table, reached out, and picked up the needle to hold it in front of his eyes.

Feng Ju noticed that when he touched the needle tube, the particles inside suddenly all turned towards him, bouncing against the glass wall with a dense "da da" sound as if they were living creatures.

The way those metal particles were agitating in the needle made Feng Ju feel they were eager to burrow into his body.

"This is..."

Feng Ju was startled, his heartbeat frequency surprisingly increased by 1 second.

From 10 seconds per beat, it rose to 9 seconds per beat.

He paused for a moment, showing a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Feng Ju turned to look at Deng Zhen and naturally stashed the needle tube into his pocket.

"The stuff in the needle might be dangerous,"

he gave Deng Zhen a deep look and said undoubtedly,

"I have to hand it over to the special agent for processing."

Deng Zhen was more than happy to have one less troublesome matter since the mountain of pending tests in the technical department had long been overwhelming for them.

He waved his hand casually, pulling a tired smile at the corner of his mouth: "Understood!"

Feng Ju, with one hand in his pocket, turned and left, the motion-sensor lights in the corridor lighting up sequentially with his footsteps, only to extinguish one after another behind him.

Three minutes later.

The door of the technical department was pushed open again.

Chang Erbing’s face peeked in, with a sheen of instant noodle oil still on his nose tip:

"Old Deng, just heard Captain Feng came by?"

He leaned casually against the doorframe, smiling as he inquired.

Deng Zhen, who usually got along well with Chang Erbing, didn’t hide anything and honestly recounted Feng Ju’s recent actions.

Chang Erbing casually pulled out a bottle of azure "Awakening Liquid" from his pocket:

"You’ve worked hard staying up all night, here’s a new batch from Captain Li, try a bottle?"

Once Deng Zhen eagerly took the little blue bottle, Chang Erbing was already leisurely strolling into the corridor.

The silly grin on his face instantly vanished, he shifted his steps, and walked briskly towards the innermost office on the fourth floor.

Light was still coming through the blinds of Li Shang’s office.

"Memory card fragments, and an evidence piece with an unknown utility?" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Li Shang squinted his eyes, full of suspicion:

"What connection do these two things have with [Mask]?"

Even Detective Li couldn’t deduce it, and Chang Erbing was even more clueless.

Originally, Li Shang had managed to escape the vortex of [Mask], and he couldn’t care less who [Mask] was.

But unexpectedly, the situation suddenly took a twist - [Mask] turned out to be the son of the former Cyan Wolf Gang leader Zheng Si, furthermore, he was a fugitive murderer Li Shang himself had identified in the 3.18 case.

The 3.18 case was under his jurisdiction.

The current leader of the Cyan Wolf Gang, Ma Bin, was also his brother who had "gone through life-or-death" situations together.

Now, he suddenly felt like a "sh*t pot" was revolving and splattering all over him.

Li Shang asked coldly: "What’s the situation with the special agent?"

Chang Erbing replied with a sullen face:

"The special agent hasn’t said much, just ordered Feng Ju in the meeting to find Zheng Hang as soon as possible, however..."

Li Shang looked at Chang Erbing, his eyes emitting a cold light: "However, what?"

Chang Erbing gritted his teeth and said:

"However, there are rumors within the bureau saying it’s you, Captain Li, covering for [Mask], intentionally misdirecting Captain Feng’s investigation..."

Li Shang’s face turned dark, and he said angrily:

"Damn them, whoever’s spreading this wants me dead!"

Chang Erbing nodded, indignant:

"It’s definitely Feng Ju, he’s afraid of not catching Zheng Hang in time and is throwing the blame on us to the special agent beforehand."

This matter required no evidence, Chang Erbing was adamant that it was Feng Ju’s doing.

Li Shang exhaled long:

"Our new friend’s dad is quite a scheming villain, huh."

Chang Erbing didn’t know how to respond, he could only nod silently.

Li Shang said sinisterly:

"The special agent hasn’t acted yet, doesn’t mean he hasn’t been swayed by Feng Ju’s slander. We better be prepared, this special agent is narrow-minded but ruthless, not treating our lives as lives."

Chang Erbing, upon hearing this, immediately had a vision of the special agent’s cold eyes, cold sweat broke out on his back, anxiously asking:

"What should we do then?"

Li Shang squeezed his brow hard:

"Did you speak to Ma Bin about everything? What did he say?"

Chang Erbing nodded, his expression becoming grimmer:

"Ma Bin seems terrified, he’s very afraid Zheng Hang would return to the Cyan Wolf Gang, and wants to apply for ’witness’ protection from our Patrol Office."

Li Shang was stunned: "What the heck, witness protection? What can he prove?"

Chang Erbing: "Ma Bin means he can prove Zheng Hang is [Mask]?"

Li Shang sneered: "Does he need to prove that, Zheng Hang has been on TV, the people of Zone 9 aren’t blind..."

However, just as Li Shang spoke halfway, it was as if he was suddenly paused, his whole body stopped abruptly.

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide, and with a hint of astonishment, he raised his voice and asked:

"Wait a minute! Ma Bin is still in touch with Zheng Hang?"

Chang Erbing hurriedly waved his hand, quickly explaining:

"No, Zheng Si’s death definitely has something to do with him. But..."

Saying this, Chang Erbing pulled out his phone from his pocket, quickly swiped his fingers on the screen a few times, then opened a photo and handed it to Li Shang, supplementing,

"Ma Bin said he recently went through Zheng Si’s belonging again and found a sheepskin scroll in a book’s interlayer."

Li Shang furrowed his brows, took the phone in hand, and studied it carefully.

The phone screen displayed a photo of a yellowed sheepskin scroll, somewhat fuzzy due to poor lighting when the photo was taken.

Yet it could still vaguely be seen that the sheepskin scroll was painted with a weird sacrificial ritual with dark red pigment, the lines twisted and entwined, looking like half a distorted human face, chilling to see.

Li Shang pulled out a cold smile, Ma Bin’s story wouldn’t even fool a three-year-old, naturally, he didn’t believe it.

"This scroll was definitely found long ago, just kept hidden and not brought out, now frightened by Zheng Hang’s bizarre display on television, he had to bring it out as a life-saving chip."

Li Shang deduced the nuances within, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a murmur:

"Let’s go, we’ll find Ma Bin now and see this sheepskin scroll."

Meanwhile.

Feng Mu was at home, dutifully helping his mother clean up the dining room.

After cleaning, he leisurely sat down on the soft sofa.

The television was interrupting with emergency news, the sound echoing in the room.

Feng Mu closed his eyes slightly, intending to take advantage of this brief leisure to truly feel the specific changes of the Three-Pronged Jade Blood Bar Deceit Eye, and also check the long-overdue system reward.

Just then, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated urgently...