"Captain, what are they trying to do?" Mantis asked with indignation.
What are they doing by gathering so much information about talented students?
This place reminds him of a twisted murder case he assisted in solving years ago.
In a similarly cramped space, the walls were covered with photos of victims.
To better control the victims' psychological states, the killer gathered all their information as part of his torture plan.
Just thinking about it now makes one uncomfortable, gives goosebumps, and feels extremely oppressive.
"Mantis, make sure to record these photos properly." From not far away, Fu Yuanxuan's voice suddenly sounded.
Mantis rubbed his arms, trying to calm his heart.
"Yes, Captain."
Mantis squatted down, picking up the scattered photos on the ground one by one, carefully organizing each one, smoothing them out, and placing them on the table.
Suddenly, he found two burnt documents in a knocked-over trash can.
"Captain, look at this!"
