Lobsang Zhaxi placed the fingerprints on the desk in front of Li Younan, then silently lit a cigarette: "Take a look."
Li Younan picked it up, glanced at it a few times, and his mouth began to rise. Before Lobsang Zhaxi could light the lighter, he spoke: "It seems my guess was correct."
Li Younan set down the A4 paper with fingerprints and said, "Your investigative direction has been off from the start. The one who stole the documents is not human."
The female officer next to him, who was drinking water, nearly spat it out: "A ghost?"
...
Lobsang Zhaxi suddenly realized something, and his eyelid twitched slightly.
Yes, why didn't I think in that direction from the start?
"These are not human fingerprints and palmprints."
"They're... a monkey's."
At this moment, Li Younan was giving a presentation to the officers.
