The DNA match result being ninety-nine percent consistent still cannot provide a reasonable explanation. The people in the chemical analysis room keep asking the source of this bloodstain. The person being tested has been dead for a long time, a marvel for those who live in the laboratory, making it a subject for study.
Ding! The elevator safely transported him to the desired location, the doors opening with a swish. He leaned inside, waiting for the elevator doors to close.
A hand was inserted as the two doors were about to shut, risking having its bones crushed at any moment, potentially dragged into the passage if it missed the descending speed. Hua Qingyi frowned.
"Lao Long?" Thankfully, the elevator door opened due to the intrusion of a foreign object, and the person walking in from outside was his boss.
