In Ning Fan's view, this conference room is just like other rooms – simply too "clean".
Considering the situation at the time, if the owner of this chair were the victim,
even if Ning Fan himself had acted, the moment this person was captured, there would surely be signs of struggle left at the scene.
But now, apart from these consistent scratch marks, there's nothing.
"It's that feeling again!"
A hint of absurdity flashed in Ning Fan's eyes,
Ever since he entered this room, the animalistic aura became increasingly apparent, as if it were the den of a fierce beast.
"Could it be that someone brought a large pet?"
With this thought, just as Ning Fan was about to leave, he began to search the ground diligently.
And he did find something that he hadn't noticed earlier.
Looking at the few strands of brown, curly hair on the floor, Ning Fan contemplated, "Is this hair? Or leg hair?"
"No matter. Just get it tested first."
