"Then keep going." Feng Kai said.
After dissecting the body, Feng Kai and his colleagues went to the home of the neighbor next door and spent money to eat a simple lunch. Then Grant Gu searched at the scene, bending over, kneeling, and even lying on the ground. When he found a trace that looked like a wrinkle, he took out a small bottle and a small brush as if they were a treasure and slowly brushed the cupboard.
Feng Kai sat on a stool in the yard thinking about the case. He was in a daze for a long time. He looked down and saw Grant Gu still lying on the ground looking for fingerprints. Grant Gu's nose was already red from the cold, and his hands were a little swollen from the cold, but he seemed to have forgotten the cold. Feng Kai looked at Grant Gu constantly changing his posture next to the cupboard, and felt a little moved. In fact, under such conditions, even if Grant Gu couldn't find anything, no one would say he was useless. Moreover, Feng Kai had heard Gwen Gu say before that on such shabby and paint-chipped wooden furniture, it was highly likely that no fingerprints would be found. Grant Gu had been looking for several hours, and the sun was about to set, but he still didn't give up.
Perhaps, this is the true professional ethics.
While waiting for Grant Gu, Feng Kai seemed to have thought of a shortcut, but he did not do it immediately. Instead, he waited for Zhang Chunxian's parents to come in crying and take the body away, and then he said to Grant Gu: "You can slowly look for it here, I have to go out to do something now."
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