The handsome man beside Yu Xing, wearing glasses, replied calmly: "Over six months ago, a murder happened at Qiyuan Pharmaceutical Factory. The media reported it; the factory owner hanged himself at night, and all production came to a halt. It closed down shortly after.",Hao the assistant still smiling, waved to the five people, and then left through the door.,Yu Xing touched the goosebumps on her arm, feeling uncomfortable about speaking first. She lowered her head and started fiddling with the camera, quickly figuring out how to use it.。