Gayoon pushed forward a paper to Shawn. The latter was still handcuffed and in despair as he picked up the paper to read it. She noted his every expression with intense scrutiny.
The man was undoubtedly scared that his secrets would be revealed. He was trying his best to hide his crime but the whole thing was so amateurish that Gayoon wanted to laugh at his lack of brains.
"This is…" he said.
"Confession paper," Gayoon stated. "You can either save us both the trouble by confessing or we can try the hard way."
"But I'm innocent!" Shawn repeated. "I didn't kill him!"
"Him?" Gayoon smirked. She leaned forward. "How do you know the skeleton belongs to a man?"
Shawn gulped. His forehead was beaded with sweat and he looked nervous. It was a little too easy for Gayoon. She did not really expect a smart criminal but she at least hoped that the guy would not give himself away so easily.
