And as the mechanic hurried to the train conductor's location,
The train conductor was a middle-aged man nearing forty, named Li Ming. He had an imposing image and wore a neat, dark blue uniform.
Li Ming's face had distinct features, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate everything, giving people an impression of calm reliability.
When the mechanic hurriedly found him and showed him the photo of the handprint,
Li Ming's expression was initially confused,
Then became serious.
He took the smartphone and carefully examined the few photos,
Unable to stop himself from frowning deeply.
These were clearly not typical stains or scratches but a clear handprint, deeply embedded into the train's metal shell.
The handprint's details were also distinct, with all five fingers.
It was as if someone had grabbed the shell of the train at some point, and that incredibly powerful strength was instantly fixed in place.
