After Luo Yang left, Qi Yun picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then looked at Zhang Dayong with a heavy gaze.
"The thing I need your help with is related to this case too. I suspect the old ghost was likely secretly taken away by people from the government office."
Zhang Dayong's expression froze momentarily: "What do you mean?"
Qi Yun sighed, picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and took two hard drags before slowly saying, "I had the old ghost deliver something to Deputy Squad Leader Zhou's house a while ago. I think they might have discovered him through some clue."
"Deliver something? What was it?" Zhang Dayong pressed him.
Qi Yun stared at Zhang Dayong for a few seconds without directly answering the question. Instead, he asked, "Do you remember the last project bid at the New District Branch?"
The question reminded Zhang Dayong of the situation last time.
