Qin Yu calmly answered, "It depends on people's inertial thinking. For him and the sculpture major students, there used to be a broken arm there, a group of wealthy children who rarely come here and rarely have the leisure to observe the details. If they come here, it means they have a strong purpose; they will only focus on their own business, and it's not strange that they didn't notice that the fake broken arm had become a real one. Just like the author of the fake broken arm, didn't you see his reaction just now?"
She pointed at Cheng Tuo, and the two police officers thought about it. Indeed, the kid had been confused and didn't notice it.
If even the author was like that, let alone others.
It was like even everyday observant police officers couldn't immediately recognize the true broken arm when they glanced at the messy sculpture room.
—This was the sculpture room after all.
