Trial room.
Tail, curled up in the darkness, felt a faint of coolness.
Although she didn't understand what kind of feeling it was, and she didn't even have the function of crying, she still felt sad from the bottom of her heart—
Or rather, pain.
"… Master, is dead?"
"Yes," Xing Bian continued, looking at the robot sitting in the interrogation room seriously. "This happened an hour ago. Now we need you to cooperate with the investigation."
"The investigation…"
"We will ask you a few questions here. Just answer them truthfully."
Tail nodded, indicating that she understood.
Upon seeing this, Xing Bian reached out his index finger and flicked in the air, opening the memo on the personal terminal.
This memo listed the suspicious points he found in this case, as well as some suspected clues.
"I'm sorry to start the conversation here, but we can't fully trust you."
