Chapter 819: Chapter 819 The Only Exception Chapter 819: Chapter 819 The Only Exception “Then, I’ll trouble Sir Huo to help me recall, can you still remember who it was that came to you with the design drawing, asking you to make this hairpin?” Dan Hanjie’s lips parted indifferently.
“Of course, I remember. Such a unique design drawing, I couldn’t forget it after one glance, not to mention so many rare pink diamonds…” Sir Huo seemed to sink into his memories, his expression becoming animated.
Trembling fingers pointed at the box in Dan Hanjie’s hand, the old eyes shimmering with excitement, “I never take on ready-made projects , the only exception was this hairpin, he moved me…”
“Who?” Dan Hanjie caught the crucial word in the old man’s speech and suddenly asked.
A dull sound rang in his ear, and Yao was startled, “Mr. Jie, be careful!”
With a low growl, Dan Hanjie swiftly pulled the old man to his side, but as he looked down, he noticed a spot of blood red on the old man’s forehead.
“Mr. Jie, it’s too late.” Yao reached out to check the old man’s breathing and shook his head.
The bodyguards stationed at the entrance of the alley had already rushed to the sound.
They stood guard around Dan Hanjie.
Walls were everywhere, making it difficult to guard against ambush.
“Don’t worry about me, seal off all the entrances and exits of this alley, search, even if you have to dig three feet down, find me the murderer!” Dan Hanjie looked at the old man’s corpse in front of him, his bewitching eyes bursting with rare fury.
He turned and pursued in the direction from which the gunshot had come.
After vaulting over the wall, he indeed found footprints in a hidden corner that someone had stepped on.
The footprints on the moss were messy, having been stepped on back and forth many times.
“Mr. Jie, judging by the size of the footprints, it should be a woman’s.” Yao caught up and took a look at the footprints on the ground, frowning.
Another gunshot sounded in the distance.
“They must have found the target.” Yao exclaimed.
Without a word, Dan Hanjie’s whole body radiated with cold ruthlessness as he turned and ran towards the exit.
By the time they arrived, they could only see a slender figure mounting a motorcycle, quickly disappearing from their sight.
And the bodyguard at the exit was already dead.
Yao went forward to check the body, “The technique was clean, killed with a single shot, Mr. Jie, how should we proceed now?”
The murderer had already fled, but two bodies were left behind.
Dan Hanjie furrowed his brow, his deep black eyes fixedly staring in the direction the motorcycle fled, his whole body exuding an uncommon sinister aura.
He noticed a flash of white light out of the corner of his eye, stepped forward briskly, and picked up a small object from the ground. He glanced at it, and his eyes tightened.
The next second, he quickly slipped it into his pants pocket.
His thin lips slightly opened, “First, let’s search Sir Huo’s room for any clues, if there’s nothing, then we’ll call the police.”
The police were called and arrived quickly.
The scene was cordoned off with red police tape, completely enclosing the alley.
The officer in charge of documenting the case held a notebook, asking questions in a methodical way to those present at the scene.
“Mr. Jie, I have already sent word, the others will stay to assist with the investigation, you may go first.” Yao approached and respectfully reported.
“What have you found?” Dan Hanjie’s tall figure leaned against the old wall, a cigarette pinched between his fingers as he spoke faintly.
Smoke curled around his enchanting and wicked face, creating an air of detachment.
A bit of moss on his pant leg did nothing to affect his cool demeanor.