"What's the story with the severed arm on the table in the Sculpture Room?"
"Oh, that thing? That was just something Cheng Tuo carelessly made, really ugly, and we just tossed it on the table casually. Why? I didn't make it! Don't even think about making fun of me!"
Qin Yu was judging the expressions and the look in his eyes, as was Xi Jing, though she didn't know why Qin Yu brought up such a trivial matter. But she sensed that Qin Yu had been probing Qin Gou with seven parts inquiry and three parts testing.
The two came to the same conclusion - the kid wasn't lying.
At least they didn't see any signs of his lying.
This was troublesome. The kid might have been framed, and the person behind the scenes had struck again, and in a very vicious manner.
Qin Yu's brain raced, but she found that time was pressing, and she had no way to stop the progress - the police would definitely investigate the Sculpture Room since she and Qin Gou had just had their encounter there.
