"Isn't Director Lin curious about the disappearance at that time?"
"It's been so many years, why are you looking for someone now?" Lin Zhifang reclined in his chair. To say he wasn't curious about the events back then would be a lie. Even at his current position, that curiosity might have been forgotten if not stirred up, but the person before him seemed to see right through him, igniting that curiosity. Lin Zhifang suppressed the compassion in his heart, more interested now in the forensic expert's reasoning compared to before.
"Recently, a friend acquired a valuable item, but upon verification, it was found to be a counterfeit, so they asked me to find the maker."
"There are many people who can create counterfeits now. How do you determine it's Hong Lian?"
