"Me?" Wang Daniu frowned.
The captain looked at Wang Daniu with a probing gaze, "As of now, considering you were the last person to have contact with the victim before his death, you're the most suspicious."
Are these people's brains filled with shit? Wang Daniu angrily widened his eyes.
But on second thought, it was fine, he could find out more about the case.
"Fine, I'll cooperate."
Wang Daniu followed the captain of detectives back to the interrogation room at the police station, his anger faded away, leaving only a face of regret and self-reproach.
If he hadn't been caught up in a moment of pleasure with the Dusty Monk for so long, perhaps Jiang Yuting wouldn't have died in vain.
This person must die, and it would be best to exact revenge personally.
As long as the murderer went unpunished, Wang Daniu was restless.
