Zhao Feng's fists were clenched until they turned white.
There is a strange mixed smell in the air. The expensive white tea aromatherapy is trying hard to suppress the faint smell of rust. Failed. Instead of covering it up, the sweet aroma was like a thin layer of sugar coating, making the blood even more pungent. Every breath felt like tasting a piece of rotten candy.
He stood on the top floor of Haichuan City's landmark "Sky Viewing Tower" and in front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite. Below you can see the bright lights of the entire city, like a Milky Way flowing with diamonds. In front of him, there was a huge stain on this perfect picture.
The man lying on the ground is Lu Yuanshan, a famous business giant in Haichuan City. At this moment, he looked like a discarded shabby doll, his expensive custom-made suit crumpled into a ball, incompatible with this extremely luxuriously decorated room. His eyes were wide open, reflecting hollowly on the million-dollar crystal chandelier on the ceiling. There was a kind of extreme astonishment on his face, as if he had seen some incredible sight at the last second of his life.
"Captain." A young police officer came over, his voice was very low, for fear of disturbing the dead silence, "The forensic doctor has conducted a preliminary examination. There are no external injuries on the body, no signs of struggle, no poisoning reaction... It's like, he was asleep."
