It was a well-known fact.
Mercenaries, assassins, and arms dealers active abroad had virtually no ground to survive on in the country.
Smuggled firearms were, at most, limited to a few handguns and grenades.
Domestic searches and crackdowns on such activities were extremely strict.
But using controlled animals as "weapons" was a different story.
Because no one would ever think of it!
The killer might be from a clandestine organization abroad?
This information made Shen Ruiping's expression turn grim in an instant, his brows knitting tightly together.
Yang Qi waited a moment for him to digest this before raising a key question.
"Captain Shen, according to my teacher, this kind of organization serves 'high-end clients,' and their fees are likely astronomical. The victims of that car crash six months ago, were they very wealthy?"
Hearing this, Shen Ruiping's body trembled slightly.
