"The victim was seventeen years old, a senior at Suzhou No.1 Middle School. The time of death was between eleven and twelve o'clock last night. The fatal wound was a penetrating chest wound, with the entry and exit wounds being roughly the same size; it doesn't look like a gunshot wound," a guard quietly said to the plainclothes leader.
"Look around. Are there any other clues?"
"Captain Zhou, we found something. The student might have been a Star Martial Warrior. We discovered scratch marks on the climbing wall. This kid must have been training here last night. He was attacked from behind and then fell into the pool."
"Could it be a student from the Star Martial Arts Campus of Suzhou No.1 Middle School?"
"Yes!" As soon as Captain Zhou's question landed, Wang Lan's deep voice rose. When Wang Lan arrived at the scene, he recognized the deceased's identity the moment he saw the face revealed under the white cloth.
