"That… That…" The soldier didn't know how to describe the mark in the living room. It looked a little like a burn mark, but not exactly like it. If it weren't a burn mark, what was it?
"Alright, let's go over there and take a look," Lu Zhuofeng stood up from his seat and said to Jian Shengtong.
"That's right! Let's go…" Jian Shengtong paused shortly, then immediately agreed. Afterward, he turned and walked out of the door.
Lu Zhuofeng followed him out, while the others stayed in the conference room.
Right when they came downstairs and walked out of the building, a scream was heard from the crowd across the road.
"Ah… Look over there!" A woman suddenly burst in screams.
The others turned to her and found her staring at the administrative building, face filled with a frightened look. They followed her eyes and saw a bloody person hanging between the forth-floor and the fifth floor.