Jiao Long took the remote of the TV that was installed in the room and switched it on. She browsed through various TV channels and finally settled on watching one that was showing latest news and the news was related to Xie Yuansheng's killing. Since yesterday Feng Xinying had become too irritated watching and hearing it so she turned her head away to her papers that were lying on the bed. She picked one of them to write something when the news anchor announced, "The famous industrialist, Lim Chuen is missing. Two famous industrialists and both of the same company, Feng Conglomerate, are in trouble. One is recovering from an attempted assassination while the other is missing."

Feng Xinying's face became stern when she heard about Lim Chuen. She remembered the way he tried to kill her and how she killed him.

"Omo!" said Jiao Long. "What is happening? This is crazy Feng Xinying! You must get this investigated."

Feng Xinying looked at her aunt and said, "I already said that I won't be going anywhere for a few days until Xie Yuansheng recovers. So as far Lim Chuen is concerned, I think his family members must already be looking into the matter."

"But this involves your company. How can you take things so lightly? You should insist on a full scale investigation here," coaxed Jiao Long.

Feng Xinying shook her head, "No auntie…" There were other pressing matters.

Jiao Long switched off the TV and said, "Well, it is up to you Feng Xinying. I can only advise." Saying that she collected her purse to leave. "I will leave you for now, but will try to come tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay auntie and thanks for coming and seeing me," replied Feng Xinying feeling grateful that at least one relative was there for her.

When Jiao Long left, the security head came to the room with his reports. "Good morning Miss Xinying."

She nodded and waited for him to talk. He kept some papers on the bed in front of her and said, "Miss Xinying here are the details." He showed her a building and pointed at an apartment over there. "This is the only tall building that is present near the meeting venue. My men went and visited the secretary of the building. He took the register out where there were names of all the people who have their houses there or have them on rent. There were two new people who had rented the apartments. Out of those this room was rented a day back with double the deposit," said the security head pointing at the apartment on the third floor. "So I believe our killer was there, watching every movement."

"Did you find anything about him? Any clothes or even a small finger-nail?"

The security head shook his head. They had searched every place of the apartment but did find anything.

"If the shooter has used a sniper, then the distance should be at least a hundred to two hundred meters?" she asked looking at the picture in front of her and the apartment around which the security head had drawn a circle.

"Yes Ma'am," he replied surprised at her intelligence. She must have done some research, otherwise how would she know. "The building is about two hundred meters away."

Feng Xinying asked, "Was it windy that day?"

"Yes Young Miss, it was very windy. In fact, according to the weather forecast, it will remain windy for the next two days as the rains are going to lash in the coming week. But why are you asking about the wind speed?"

"I am not asking about the wind speed…" she looked at the x-ray of the bullet. "Usually the snipers go for the skull, since it was windy, the sniper's target missed and the bullet pierced through the bulletproof jacket at an angle of thirty degrees, missing the target, which in this case was Xie Yuansheng's skull." As she said that her heart was filled with rage. She wanted to catch hold of the shooter as soon as possible.

Once again the head of security was surprised at her deductions. She was as smart as her husband.

"What kind of sniper did the shooter use?" she asked.

He told her the model and even showed her the pictures of the model.

"I don't think that the shooter was in the apartment you have showed. This is just eyewash.

"What do mean Miss Xinying? This apartment had been rented only for a day and now there is no one. I am sure that this is the one used by the shooter," he replied feeling appalled by the way his theory was being questioned.

"Check the apartments on the fourth or fifth floor that are located right about this one. That is the place we are looking for," said Feng Xinying.

"W- why?" he asked.

"For the bullet to be lodged at that angle, I think that the third floor would have been too low. Also see that there is a tree that is partially covering the window of the apartment. How would a sniper take such a clear shot from that place? He needed a clear shot because in my opinion he knew that Su Haobing was already sitting there to take a shot. I feel that this was a back-up shot."

"Back-up shot? Do you mean that he waited for Su Haobing to shoot first?" he asked totally shocked at her theory.

"Yes, he waited for Su Haobing to hit the target and when he didn't, he shot at Xie Yuansheng a few seconds later," she replied.

"They have caught Su Haobing…"

"It is easy to get Su Haobing out of the jail because from his position, he couldn't have taken that shot in that angle. But my concern is something else. I want the real shooter so that whosoever hired him should know that we are not fools sitting here waiting for Su Haobing to be taken to death chambers only out of ignorance!" she replied with such ferociousness that he became slightly scared of her. "Go to the apartments above personally with your men and search everything for a clue!"