This comment successfully caught Han Jingnian's attention. He glanced at Zhang Te.
"One of the files was sent by me, the other two, one was sent by my wife's elder brother, Mr. Xia Chen'an, as for the last one... I have checked, but found no trace, so I don't know who sent it."
Hesitating slightly, Zhang Te continued: "Mr. Han, do you remember that night? When your wife took a knife thrust for you, someone took a critical moment to fire a tranquilizer dart at the knifeman to save her?"
Han Jingnian didn't say anything, but the slight furrow in his brow revealed his deep contemplation.
Zhang Te, as if knowing what was running through Han Jingnian's mind, continued: "Mr. Han... Do you think the person who sent the third crime file might be the person who saved your wife that night?"
