National Forensic Doctor

Just like Da Zhou, Zhou Jiantao, his expression must have been honed through training.

Liu Wenkai chuckled and sat down boldly opposite Zhou Shetao, smiling and said, "Alright, if you say you haven’t done anything wrong, then just honestly answer a few questions. If we verify there’s no issue, we will let you go. How about it?"

This slightly relaxed the tension, because Zhou Shetao’s level of stress under pressure was already maxed out. On the other hand, Liu Wenkai’s patience was replenished.

The current situation wasn’t just about the appearance of the vase anymore; the bottom and the markings also seemed authentic. Although it was just seemingly authentic and needed meticulous research, Liu Wenkai was already willing to talk things through with Zhou Shetao in detail.

Of course, at this time it couldn’t be said that they were the murderers in the 430 case. They might be on the run for some other case, but to say the two men were innocent, Liu Wenkai thought it was almost impossible.

In other words, this pair of antique vases had been confirmed to be old, but exactly from which era would still require careful judgment.

Liu Wenkai looked at Zhou Shetao and said slowly, "Xiao Zhou, right? How long has it been since you last went home?"

Zhou Shetao, who was prepared for all sorts of questions, was taken aback by this unexpected one. After some thought, he hesitated and said, "Quite... quite a few years now."

"You don’t even remember how long since you’ve been home? When was the last time you went home, you don’t know?" Liu Wenkai’s gaze sharpened, what was supposed to be a blind shot ended up hitting the bullseye.

"No time to go back," Zhou Shetao looked down.