When Xu Qiaoqiao left, Xu Mushen, who was lying in bed pretending to have fallen asleep, opened his clear eyes.
He had been drinking, but perhaps he was feeling under the weather tonight, so he wasn't drunk.
At least up to now, he clearly remembers his conversation with Officer Zhang from today.
Mr. Zhang had happened to be involved in that case years ago. Furthermore, since the murder of his mother had been one of the few murder cases Mr. Zhang had handled, he remembered it distinctly.
"... it was an accidental killing, but when they pushed your mother away, if they'd returned in time or called for help, your mother wouldn't have died from a heart attack. So, we determined it was murder based on this."
"What? There couldn't be any other problems, because we verified from multiple sources that no one else entered or approached at the time."
"The fire, ah, speaking of this, it happened two years after that incident. How could it be related to that case?"
