"It's actually him!"
Dean was surprised to see the name on the report.
Dam! The fingerprints on the pliers and nails all matched Dam's fingerprints!
"Dean, you're in luck," Old Hunter said with some envy. "With these two pieces of evidence, we can summon that Dam for interrogation."
When he was young, if he'd had this kind of luck, he wouldn't have ended up where he was now, only promoted by Monet to Deputy Chief and essentially a mascot.
However, Dean shook his head. "Deputy, I don't think the murderer is Dam! Let's wait for Lawrence and the others to come back tonight, get a better understanding, and then we'll decide whether to summon Dam."
