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The cap of the marker was pulled off.

With a bold, black stroke, a circle was drawn around the fracture, "From the shredded remains of the bone, it's evident that both individuals suffered from a serrated cutting instrument before their deaths."

"MEnough! That's enough!" Mu Kuan couldn't bear to listen any longer. Clutching his teacup in both hands, he slammed it repeatedly on the table. The thought of his son and wife enduring such inhumane torture made him wince in pain, covering his head.

Zhou Fengxu put away the marker, "Given the brutality of these torturous methods, I doubt anyone would believe that the perpetrator had no prior acquaintance with your family, the Mus."

He took the file folder handed to him by Gan Yizu and slammed it onto Mu Kuan's desk with a thud.

As the documents scattered, each page detailed the illicit activities that Mu Xingwang had engaged in over the past few years – deeds that could have landed him behind bars. Yet, Mu Xingwang remained free, seemingly thanks to the influence of Mu Kuan.

Although there was no concrete evidence yet,

it was undeniable that

the Mus' protective shield had been guarding Mu Xingwang's crimes.

"Muyu, you must be familiar with these individuals on the documents," Zhou Fengxu's expression turned colder. "Each of them has ample motive to kill Mu Xingwang, but it's clear now that the murderer's intent goes beyond just taking his life."

"Two members of the Mu family have already perished."

Zhou Fengxu's fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, his calm voice echoing with each beat.

"The next could be you."

"Muyu, please assist the police in identifying the one who fits the killer's profile the most. Who would be the most likely to seek vengeance against your entire family?"

Mu Kuan had composed himself, his gaze lifting from the folder, "Inspector Zhou, I don't quite understand what you're implying. The Mu family has always upheld the law and never made enemies."

There were things he couldn't divulge.

If he spoke them aloud,

the house of cards would collapse.

Closing his eyes momentarily, Mu Kuan felt weary. The reputation of the Mu family must be preserved at all costs.

Zhou Fengxu's eyebrows flickered with emotion.

He hadn't spoken yet.

Luo Qizhong, unable to bear the sight, scoffed, "Mu Sheng, the police are currently trying to protect your life. The murderer has already killed Madam Mu; clearly, they won't let up easily. If you don't assist the police in swiftly identifying the culprit, the one in danger is you."

Gan Yizu nodded repeatedly beside him.

They couldn't understand why Mu Kuan was unwilling to aid in the investigation of the perpetrator.

With the number of people Mu Xingwang has offended, it would take until daybreak to investigate them all.

"Mr. Mu, please share your story."

"I truly don't know what to say," Mu Kuan stood up. "If you have any further matters, you can contact my lawyer. I have other business at the firm and must leave now."

"Mr. Mu." Zhou Fengxu blocked the entrance. He glanced at Gan Yizu and Shi Boren. "For your safety, I need to assign two colleagues to protect you."

"That won't be necessary," Mu Kuan promptly declined. "I have professional bodyguards who were trained by the British Special Air Service."

Mu Kuan looked at the two young and slender boys and chuckled. "I assume you two can protect me better than Sirs."

After they left.

Shi Boren plopped down on his workstation chair, nonchalantly peeling a banana with one hand. "The British Special Air Service is impressive? They don't appreciate talents like me, how pathetic."

Gan Yizu chimed in, "Brother Ren is right. It's ridiculous to trust an unlicensed bodyguard over the police. Right, Brother Ren?"

"Indeed," Shi Boren said, taking a bitter bite of the banana. "Brother Xu, why didn't you mention that you were trained in England? You could have easily outdone their assault team."

"If it weren't for Ning Ning, we wouldn't have taken on Mu Kuan's case!"

"Enough." Zhou Fengxu picked up a folder and tossed it to Shi Boren. "Keep calling. Anyone who has been bullied, insulted, or sexually harassed by Mu Xingwang and is still in Hong Kong, summon them to the police station for questioning."

"You're wrong, Brother Xu. No rape cases, but there's one case of her being raped," Shi Boren flipped through the documents, tapping the banana peel. "In 1986, Ying Zhihe was 16 when she reported being raped by a man surnamed Mu. Later, her statement was retracted, claiming she seduced Mu Xingwang for the sake of the Mu family's power."

"Seduced Mu Xingwang?" Gan Yizu shuddered at the thought of Mu Xingwang's face. "With his acne-ridden face, no one would do that even if he paid them!"

Zhou Fengxu took the file to read further.

Upon seeing that Ying Zhihe had appealed multiple times with the support of her family, he tapped on the file. "Start with Ying Zhihe. She was 16 then, so she should have entered the workforce by now. Contact her and ask her to come to the police station."

"Can't reach her." Shi Boren pulled up another document. "She's dead. June 3, 1986, she jumped from the Peninsula Hotel. It made the news in Hong Kong back then. Her 17th birthday would have been in just two days."

"When I saw Ying Zhihe's information, I dug deeper. The dead can't come back to life, so how could her ghost seek revenge?"

Zhou Fengxu was lost in thought, staring at the black-and-white portrait of the girl in the file.

Shi Boren continued his critique. "The Mus are inhuman to have treated a young girl like that."

"What did you say?" Zhou Fengxu picked up on something significant. "Say it again."

"I meant it," Shi Boren tossed a banana peel into the trash can without looking. "The report also shows signs of struggle on Ying Zhihe's body. A 16-year-old, thin and weak, wouldn't stand a chance against a man. Yet, Mu Xingwang doesn't have a single injury. The rape story doesn't add up."

"Just like that second-generation heir, Mu Xingwang. No need to guess, Mu Kuan must have been involved."

"No, not that." Zhou Fengxu pinched the bridge of his nose and turned around. "Go back to the beginning."

"Oh. The Mus are truly inhuman," Shi Boren repeated.

"Indeed, the Mu family aren't human at all. Ying Zhihe truly suffered." Gan Yizu chimed in, filled with indignation.

"Have you all gone through the cases related to Mu Xingwang?" Zhou Fengxu asked, hinting at something deeper.