"Alright, you keep saying you didn't go to Jiang Darong's family's place, then why were you seen in the kitchen of the Jiang family's thatched cottage?"
"How would I know? I was just quietly sleeping at home, then I got knocked out, and when I woke up, I was here. I have no idea what happened in between."
Zhang Xiong, who was just claiming earlier that he was just passing by and was sleepwalking, suddenly changed his story when someone bluntly pointed it out. His face showed no change, "Given my head injury, it's inevitable I'd get some things wrong, isn't it?"
Lu Jingzhi gave him a thumbs up, "Some people, even after they're cremated, have tongues that come out undamaged."
Zhang Xiong understood what the little girl was saying, and redirected all accusations towards Lu Jingzhi.
He remembered someone hit him on the back of the head.
And the one who commonly resorts to a stick was this little girl.
