Article 860 My mother was murdered

At three in the morning, Wang Yu and Zhao Tianyang, father and daughter, walked out of the traffic police brigade office building, personally seen off by Zhong Renyuan.

The fact that his mother had been murdered had now become an ironclad truth, but Wang Yu hadn't found many useful clues at the traffic police brigade. He only knew that the suspect was a woman under thirty who spoke Mandarin, had a head injury, wore a pair of star-shaped earrings, and drove a stolen car that had emerged from the basement of the Renyuan Building in the Blue Mountain District.

Given the information available, finding this woman seemed harder than reaching the heavens.

But no matter how difficult, Wang Yu was determined to find her, even if it meant digging three feet into the ground to unearth her.