"Shangguan Ling, take another look at Lu Qingxin."
Ye Tianxin put the photos one by one on the table in front of Lu Qingxin.
Lu Qingxin's face became gloomier with each photo.
"What do you mean? Did I get in your way by saying a few words to the little fat boy?"
"Lu Qingxin, the veterinarian found this on the elephant. It's exactly the same as what you gave to the little fat boy."
Lu Qingxin said, "Yes, I gave this to the little fat boy. He asked me for it and I gave it to him. It's not that important. To be honest, I just want to kill Ye Tianxin because she has destroyed my whole family. Do you have any evidence for saying that I am a murderer?"
Lu Qingxin did not refute this fact, which was essentially set in stone. Instead, she admitted it, "Of course, you can say that I used the little fat boy. I did, but didn't the little fat boy do it by himself? It has nothing to do with me."
Lu Qingxin's voice was cold and ruthless.
