But there were indeed no black skull insignias on their clothes.
The people from that power were very arrogant, and they either embroidered the insignia on their clothes or would leave corresponding traces.
For example, the fragments of clothing left behind after the explosion at O Continent University Town.
Ying Zijin's gaze settled on the leading black-clad man in the video.
The man's back was solemn, his steps forceful.
Clearly, it was the oppressive aura that had accumulated from a high-ranking person having been in power for a long time.
She pondered for a moment, "Could it be him?"
After Fu Yunshen finished reviewing the recording and confirmed that the grave had truly not been damaged, he spoke up, his voice very cool and indifferent, "I don't care."
He paused, "Yaoyao, do you still have the miniature cameras Baby Face gave you?"
"I do." Ying Zijin took out several from her backpack.
Fu Yunshen took them and discreetly installed two on the gravestone.
