Chapter11-Editing the Organization Wonder

The next day.

The vicinity of the abandoned factory had been crawling with police for a while now.

Martin, inside his rental home, welcomed a special visitor.

"So, you're saying you saw it at that time?" The detective asked while taking notes.

Sitting calmly on the sofa, Martin replied, "I was just passing by on my bicycle, but at the time you're referring to, I had long since been past that area. I didn't see any flashes of lightning or anything of the sort."

"Mhm," the detective nodded.

"Officer, may I know what exactly happened there? I passed by today and it was all cordoned off," Martin asked, feigning a touch of curiosity.

The detective looked up at him, his expression unchanging, and simply stated, "Murder."

Glancing down at his papers, the detective suddenly inquired, "Why haven't you been delivering takeout these past two days, and instead just riding your bicycle around aimlessly?"