The air seemed slightly congealed.
The silent atmosphere further amplified due to Bai Youwei's harsh words.
The way Bai Youwei spoke directly hinted at Robert being the killer.
Faced with such an accusation, Robert managed to stay composed, smiling, "In that case, I shall look into it too, may I have a piece of paper, please?"
"Here." Bai Youwei pulled out a blank piece of paper from beneath and handed it to him. She then looked around at the others, "Anyone else need paper?"
No one spoke.
After a while, a man with a flamboyant air spoke up, "Sorry, I am not interested."
He rebuffed Bai Youwei's suggestion bluntly.
"The killer would dare to write it out boldly, fully confident that no one could unravel the secret in the paper. If you folks could deduce the truth just by a glimpse, that would be too fortunate. Anyway, I don't have the patience. You all can carry on."
