"Leader, I don't quite understand. We've been standing here for ages. What on earth are you looking at?" Zeng Ke asked Zhao Yu curiously as they were standing under the old lighthouse.
Zhao Yu looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes left before it would be the exact same time that the accident had occurred. He had arrived a little early today.
Since the murder had happened two days ago, no policemen were on duty here anymore. All they could see now were the yellow caution lines and the white lines that outlined where the scriptwriter Cai Jinda's body had been.
The place where the writer Cai Jinda was killed was right below the most southern point of the lighthouse. The murderer had hit him over the head with a huge and heavy rock, which had killed him instantly.
Among the many deceased victims, besides Xu You, who was burned to death, he must be the most tragic one. When it was found, his corpse had no face at all!