Shuntian Logistics' freezer room has thirteen units, and Zhang Xiao took just over an hour to inspect all of them.
"Manager Li, let's have a look at your cold storage warehouse."
"Cold storage warehouse?"
Li Biao was slightly taken aback.
Zhang Xiao's eyes flickered: "What, is it inconvenient?"
"Ah, no, no, there's nothing inconvenient about it. We're conducting legitimate business, and cooperating with the police investigation is our duty."
"It's just that the cold storage you mentioned...does not belong solely to us."
"It's not yours alone? What do you mean?"
Wang Zhi hadn't mentioned it this way.
According to the information provided by Wang Zhi, the compound was rented by Shuntian Logistics Company together with their village.
He could work here as a security guard because his old house used to stand here, but after the village built new houses, the old house was demolished, replaced with factory buildings for rent.
But now Li Biao says it's not theirs alone.
