Liu Chengbin's expression was awkward.
"I didn't mean that, please be magnanimous and don't fuss over it with me. I'm just a worker, I don't have much power. If I don't follow the rules, I'll have to pack up and leave tomorrow."
"Let's go, get down to the real business first."
"Okay okay okay, please follow me."
Lin Yi called Zhang Peng in, went upstairs together, and pulled up the surveillance video from that day.
Just as conjectured a moment ago, around 1:30 p.m. on the 7th, a man in a black suit, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat, stood at the doorstep of Wang Jiasu's home.
The expressions of the two men became solemn in an instant.
Undoubtedly, this person in the video was the murderer who killed Wang Jiasu.
The two watched the video content carefully, noticing that the person first knocked on the door, and not long after, the door was opened.
Suddenly, Lin Yi saw the man push Wang Jiasu inside and then close the door firmly.
