Jingrong was listening attentively and nodding: "I understand, she introduced the stone to you, and even touched here and there."
"Yes!" the wife affirmed.
"Great, fingerprinting. If she introduced this stone and touched it here and there, then her fingerprints must be on it, go to the police and do a fingerprint test!"
Yingrong's words took the couple aback; clearly, they hadn't expected him to take this approach.
At this moment, Qinqin stepped forward, speaking coldly: "Since I introduced it, there must be my fingerprints. If I haven't touched this opened stone, then naturally there are no my fingerprints. A simple test will prove whether it's the same stone."
Just at this moment, a middle-aged man rushed hurriedly to the entrance of Yu's residence. He was clearly terrified by the crowd.
Qinqin noticed him and immediately waved her hand: "Attorney Lin, this way."
Hearing that he was a lawyer, the crowd made way for him to smoothly reach Jingrong and Qinqin's sides.
