Leng Zirui looked at the photograph in front of him, only to see the man’s neck in the photo swollen greatly, his face blue and purple, and two black fang marks clearly visible on his neck.
"Send this photo to Interpol and see if they have any information on this person." Leng Zirui strode toward the desk, "Bring up the files on the other victims!"
The staff immediately acted, retrieving the death files and photos of several presumed Cobra members collected earlier from the database.
Sure enough, the technique evidenced in this newly acquired photo was very similar; all had neck injuries resembling Cobra bites.
"How can we determine these aren’t real snake bites?" Leng Zirui asked.
The staff moved the mouse, pulling up a photo of a King Cobra, "Look, this is a real King Cobra. This is a photo of a King Cobra bite. The bite marks seem similar, but a King Cobra bite doesn’t result in immediate death. However, the time from poisoning to death for these bodies was very short, indicating that the venom they were exposed to had been refined, making it more potent."
Leng Zirui nodded; real snakes wouldn’t refine their venom. Such things can only be done by humans.
Staring at the screen displaying the King Cobra with its mouth open and fangs protruding, Leng Zirui felt a familiar sense about this snake.
His phone rang again. Leng Zirui reached for his phone and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Zirui, it’s Shanshan!" On the other end was his old classmate Xing Shanshan’s voice, "I looked into the photo you sent yesterday. Recently, no major jewelry companies have released similar necklaces. Can you confirm the exact brand?!"

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