Chapter 184 Who? Who Was It?

1... 2... 3 hours went by with Donghai and the rest looking for any clues concerning the matter.

The case was too strange.

Donghai had never seen such a situation where they hadn't even been able to find a single clue for so long.

It was as though the couple they saw were completely different from the ones everyone else knew.

Doppelgangers?

How can things be so different?

Their call histories, computer access, chats, living environment and everything here was too clean.

Sure, clues might pop out later on in the case.

But how was it possible that for so long, they couldn't spot a single thing wrong?

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So strange...

Tracing the footsteps, patterns and even fallen hairs in the carpet and surroundings, it showed that the couple sat on their chairs by themselves with no forceful actions.

From there, they only sat and stared at each other without moving at all.

"Leader, according to Higgins, the couple should've sat like this for roughly 4 hours," Leah reported.

The chair's feet had sunk the carpet to some extent, allowing them to estimate and judge how long the couple had sat, all the while taking note of the carpet's quality and material.

The information was right before their very faces. But it was just too weird after assessing things.

Why would they sit and stare at each other like this for so long? Or was it a romantic staring competition?

Lying trough. What normal person does this?

If there were any books involved, then that would make sense.

However, their hands and surroundings were checked with no book missing from its shelf.

This meant they sat there not reading, only staring at each other creepily.

This... This...

This wouldn't be a cult thing, would it?

(√0√)

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Pah!

Leah slapped her cheeks, pushing her stupid thought away.

"Nothing." She replied, shaking his head. "Let's go."

"Right!"

Like so, Donghai finally left the room, missing a most peculiar scene.

Hehehehehe...

Indeed. The night was still young.

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~Vrrrrmmmm~

The gang drove back to the station, bypassing a few coffee shops, picking up a few bagels and doughnuts for the all-nighter they were about to pull off.

A well-fueled engine would perform the most.

So their first task was to fill up their bellies before getting back to work.

As for Donghai, he headed back to his office, took a painkiller and laid back on the blue couch at the corner.

Sleep. Sleep. He needed to sleep.

The banging and ringing noise in his ears was causing him a headache.

And what was most disturbing was that the overly loud sound of his heart drumming was what smirked him the most.

It was as loud as concert music, overriding his brain.

Dammit!

Donghai massaged his temples and forced himself to rest.

Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock.

The short and long arms of the large wall clock moved steadily.

And soon, it was already 1 A.M.

He had been asleep for 3 whole hours now with no disturbance from his team.

However, at this exact moment, time suddenly froze in place.

Tick!

The clock had stopped singing.

And the sensitive Donghai opened his eyes to the changes in the darkroom.

His eyes began moving, deeply regretting that he had switched off his lights to take a nap.

He felt strange eyes on him again.

Who? Who is it?

Donghai's body was tense!