There was a line of words that was formed by the spiderweb, but weirdly enough, when the old man turned to look, the words dissolved into blood and washed away.
"You've been searching for Jiang Ling's sister's body; is it because you've done some wrong by her?" Chen Ge heard the guilt and self-reprimand in the old man's words.
"Come in first." The old man hung the lamp by the door. He was flustered because his secret of many years had been discovered. Chen Ge joined him in the second wooden hut. The old man released a long sigh. "Actually, I know who the killer is that poisoned the couple."
"You do?" Chen Ge stood at the door holding the hammer; he did not walk in.
"I can make a guess." The old man peeled back the wooden bed, and there was a coffin hiding under it. It was smaller than a normal coffin, and it was pure black.
"Placing a coffin under the bed?" Chen Ge was confused.
