"I'll explain," he said as he grasped firmly on one of the pictures. "I wasn't on good terms with my daughter."
It was a photograph capturing the moment when Li Kui was sitting inside the bar, surrounded by red lights and emerald-green bottles. Beside him was the deceased, Li Xinyi, who was passing money over to him.
"I knew that she was working in Lanshan." With the truth in full view, denial was not an option.
Three days ago, they met at the bar. Li Xinyi gave him three thousand dollars. It was the last time Li Kui saw Xinyi. Her thick makeup and the way she dressed made her almost unrecognizable to her father.
"After news broke out, any normal person would come to the police station as you did. However, in your case, it did not seem to be out of concern for your daughter, but purely to cause a commotion. Why is that so?"
Xu Lan's dark eyes stared at Li Kui. The former could breathe a sigh of relief now that a breakthrough had been found.
