"Great logic, Miss Wang." Yan Qiufeng nodded. "Perhaps you should be on the forensics team."
"You flatter me, Little General Yan. You provided the piece of information I needed to make the connections."
Xiao Moxian scrutinized Wei Shuqin's position and tried to picture the different possibilities that would lead him to fall forward to his desk. "Perhaps…if Minister Wei was trying to get something from his desk but did not make it all the way…" He looked at Wang Jingyuan. "Jing-Jing, do you remember how Minister Wei's arms were positioned when you first arrived?"
Wang Jingyuan frowned in thought. "I remember seeing Minister Wei slumped over the desk, almost like he was taking a nap. As for his arm…Wait, I think one of his arms was outstretched on the desk. Little General Yan, do you remember?"
"Yes, it did look like Minister Wei was sleeping on his arm when we first arrived."
