"How did you get into the Yang's house?" Wu Junhao sat in front of the long table, his face seemingly kind as he asked.
Liu Chang, in his lazy manner, said, "I just pushed the door and entered. Their front door was open. I thought that kid was home."
"When you encountered Yang Gan, the deceased, why did a conflict arise?"
"I was fiddling around and broke a jar in their house... Yang Gan came up cursing, I couldn't... I couldn't just let him, right?" Liu Chang's words were not entirely truthful.
Wu Junhao didn't care, what mattered most to him now was to draw out the main thread of the story.
Once the first round of statements was completed, he could ask in more detail during the second round.
By then, it wouldn't be Liu Chang's turn to be so capricious.
"What exactly did you do when you killed him?" Wu Junhao gradually moved to the key point.
Liu Chang couldn't help falling into his memories.
