After placing the corpse in a body bag and sending it back to the morgue, the three of us got into a police car and raced to reach Xiaotao and the others. Halfway through our journey, Xiaotao phoned, "Song Yang, we’ve found it. There’s a huge street of hawker stalls at the door!"

"Did you catch our guy?" I asked.

"Considering he may have a bomb or some other lethal weapon, we decided to lie in ambush outside," explained Xiaotao.

"I'll be right there," I said.

Bingxin tugged at my shirt and asked, "Song Yang-gege, how did you know there would be stalls outside?"

"When Pork Rong was murdered, the sound from the bomb must have made a substantial noise, even if it wasn’t earth-shattering,” I started. “We both agreed that the time of death was 48 hours ago, that is, around 6 pm, two days ago. Why did the murderer choose that time instead of late at...