The Baffling Murder Case

At half past eleven at night, the crisp wail of sirens echoed through the air as several police cars plowed through the snowstorm and raced along the mountain road. Sitting in the car, Xing Yixuan watched the blizzard batter the window, a hint of impatience on his face. No one would be happy to get caught up in a case on a night when heavy snow had sealed off the mountains.