"What's the reason? A wife stabbing her husband to death, there must be a reason, right?" Old Tang asked curiously.
"They say the guy liked to drink. After he got drunk, he would beat his wife and kids, and he also had a shady relationship with other women outside. As for the specifics, I don't know," said Wang as he shook his head.
Old Tang neither agreed nor disagreed. It was good enough to just listen to such things—who knew what the situation really was? He wouldn't make guesses, nor would he jump to conclusions.
However, once he got to the firm, he could ask around. The main reason was that he had not seen a murder case since his arrival in the past and was especially curious due to professional interest.
Time slowly passed by. Midday with pig trotter rice, and at night a little barbecue, Old Tang was high on life the entire day.
The next day, Old Tang arrived at the law firm, full of energy, and found Wang Qingqing already tidying up the office.
