One of the officers sternly asked, "Zuri, do you know why we brought you here today?"
"Arthur was poisoned. You suspect that I did it, and that the poison was in the food."
The officer seemed to latch onto her words, "So you admit it."
Zuri raised her eyelids slightly, looking at him with a surprised and speechless expression. "Officer, when did I ever admit that?"
"We never told you Arthur was poisoned. How did you know he was poisoned? And how did you know it was through the food?" The officer smiled, an inscrutable expression on his face as he looked at her.
Zuri chuckled softly and replied slowly, "Before I came here, you already told me that I was suspected of murdering Arthur. Now you're asking about the food. It's so obvious; if I couldn't figure it out, that would be really foolish."
The officer taking notes beside them couldn't help but snicker.
The interrogating officer's face turned red. He opened his mouth to say something, but Zuri continued, "Let's assume I was the one who poisoned him, intending to kill Arthur. Would I really hand him the poisoned food in front of everyone? Doing that would be like blatantly telling everyone I'm the culprit, begging to be caught."
"If someone uses poison, a secretive method, it means they don't want anyone to notice. Wouldn't doing what you're suggesting be contradictory? What do you think?"
The officer taking notes kept nodding, but the interrogating officer smiled and said, "I've encountered many criminals. Some of them like to do the opposite of what you'd expect, trying to use it as a way to absolve themselves of the crime. What do you think?"
Zuri nodded in agreement, "You're right. That possibility exists. But what reason would I have to do something like that? Killing someone requires a motive, doesn't it?"
The interrogating officer was stunned. They hadn't found a sufficient motive for murder. After all, based on their investigation, there was no major conflict or connection between her and Arthur.
"I'm curious—why aren't you questioning the person who made the food and instead focusing on me?" Zuri asked, narrowing her eyes and looking at him suspiciously.
The officer smiled, "That's not something for you to worry about."
"Officer, if there are no other questions, may I leave now?" Zuri asked.
"Just a moment."
Moments later, the officer returned and said to Zuri, "You can go. If we need to investigate further, we hope you'll cooperate."
"Certainly."
As Zuri walked out of the interrogation room and reached the entrance, she saw two officers bringing Saira in. As they passed each other, their gazes briefly met.
After leaving the police station, Zuri went straight home. As soon as she arrived, the phone locked in her cabinet started ringing.
She opened the drawer, and the phone flashed with a message.
**Leiting**: *Sorry, there was a small mistake. The Huang family is quite foolish; I didn't expect them to be unable to crack such a simple matter. Don't worry, I've already arranged for the maid to ask them for money on her own.*
**Zuri**: *No need. Let the Huang family or the police figure it out themselves.*
Leiting read the message and struggled to type a few words.
**Leiting**: *Uh... she has already contacted the Huang family.*
**Zuri**: ...
Zuri took a deep breath. *Since she's made contact, make sure she acts extremely greedy. Don't let the Huang family suspect anything.*
At the Huang residence.
A maid walked over with a document and handed it to Chairman Huang.
"Sir, you have a document."
Chairman Huang took the document, looked at it, and opened it. Inside was a letter with a single line and a phone number.
*I know who poisoned your son. If you want to know, call this number.*
Mr. and Mrs. Huang exchanged glances as they looked at the letters, clearly cut from various newspapers and magazines.
"Is it a scam, or is it real?" Mrs. Huang asked doubtfully.
"Whether it's real or fake, we'll find out by making a call."
Chairman Huang dialed the number, and the call was quickly answered by a hoarse voice.
"Hello, Mr. Huang. You saw the note. You want to know who tried to kill your son, and I want some money. You give me the money, and I'll point out the culprit. What do you say?"
Chairman Huang hadn't expected such directness. "How can I trust what you're saying? What if you just randomly accuse someone?"
"If I dare to make this call, I have solid evidence. Once you see it, everything will be clear."
"How much do you want? How do we make the exchange?"
The person on the other end then followed Leiting's instructions.
An hour later, the Huang couple had a USB drive in their hands. When they plugged it in, a video of a kitchen appeared on the screen. Soon, a familiar figure came into view—it was none other than Saira.
In the video, Saira looked around suspiciously before adding an unknown substance to the delicately prepared pastries.
The video was divided into dozens of clips, and in each one, Saira became increasingly adept at adding substances to the food.
Additionally, the USB contained videos showing Arthur receiving perfectly packaged food boxes from Zuri.
These scenes made the Huang couple's blood run cold.
"Saira, that wretched woman!" Mrs. Huang was trembling with rage. "What does she gain from killing Arthur?"
Chairman Huang's face darkened. "Eliminating rivals to secure her place as the Lin family's eldest daughter."
"That vile woman, how wicked."
Just as the couple was gnashing their teeth, the secretary walked into the living room and reported, "Mr. Huang, the person who made the transaction has been caught. He used to be a kitchen helper at the Lin family. He admitted that he installed a hidden camera in the kitchen to steal techniques but accidentally recorded this. He originally planned to blackmail Saira, but with the downfall of the Lin family, he never got the chance."
It all made sense now—how that person got hold of the video.
"Hand him and the evidence over to the police," Chairman Huang said sternly.
Mrs. Huang was displeased. "Dear, our son is still lying in the hospital, and we don't know how he is. Are you just going to let Saira, that wretched woman, sit comfortably in the police station? What about the suffering our son endured?"
Chairman Huang reassured her, "Of course, it won't end like this. Once she's inside, we'll have someone take care of her. The Lin family has fallen, but the Qin family is still around."
A ruthless glint flashed in Chairman Huang's eyes.
At the police station, Saira had been tearfully pleading her innocence for a long time, until someone finally couldn't bear it and let her go. As soon as Saira left, several police officers rushed in and blocked her path.
"Ms. Lin, you are suspected of murdering Arthur. Please come with us."