Suddenly, Qin Qin's gaze shifted sharply, as she focused on the marks around Fan Siaosiao and her parents' necks. She lightly touched them, feeling a wave of deathly aura. Inside her, Spiritual Power showed some rejection, an aversion she only felt when facing Qi Shangyi.
Could it be that all of this was...
Qin Qin closed her eyes, and after a while, she opened them again, turned, and looked at Liang Liang, "Sorry, I can't help with this matter."
She nodded to Liang Liang and then walked out of the crime scene.
Once she settled into the car, Qin Qin leaned wearily against the back of the seat, while Mo Yunchen beside her had a profound and somber gaze.
"What exactly happened? Do you know who the killer is?"
Qin Qin nodded, turned to Mo Yunchen, and rested her head on his shoulder, "It's him! I didn't expect it to be him."
