But Cheng Junyu caught my arm, a look of weary resignation on his handsome face. “Whatever you’re thinking, the police are already on it,” he said. “What you should be worrying about now is whether someone has tampered with the security footage.” A nerve throbbed at my temple. I ran a frustrated hand through my hair and looked at Cheng Junyu. “You should go,” I said. “I need to clear my head.” Che