95 Persistent Pursuit

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The central air conditioning unit hummed as it expelled air, providing little cooling but pretending to work hard, much like Zhu Huanguang's son when he studied.

The devil's ivy on the windowsill was thriving, its pale roots pearly and plump inside the transparent bottle, tangled messily amid the water. The large leaves, stirred gently by the air conditioning, resembled buttocks being patted by a fitness trainer.

Without realizing it, Zhu Huanguang's gaze shifted to Jiang Yuan.

Although still young, Jiang Yuan, a fingerprint expert, remained seated in his cubicle, eyes blazing as he stared at the computer screen, exuding an intense killing vibe.

Just in the past week, Jiang Yuan had identified the killers in six homicide cases, four of whom had already been captured, and it was highly likely they would be sentenced to death.

The remaining two probably could not escape either.