Phil ran to the side to make a call and soon returned. He said, "They've sent Dexter to the asylum once they're done interrogating him. He hasn't left since and his alibi checks out."
Eason frowned and said, "Hah, he wouldn't need to lift a finger to kill someone. He only has to snap his fingers."
I rolled my eyes at him and said, "Are you talking about a legend now? You should've just mentioned that Dexter is a god then, Why bother saying that he snapped his fingers?"
Eason glanced at me disdainfully and said, "What do you know? Have you seen before murder cases disguised as accidental deaths before?"
I shook my head in all seriousness.
"If I have a grudge against you, and I want you dead, there are many ways for me to do it without breaking the law," Eason replied indifferently.
I pursed my lips, obviously in disbelief. Eason was exasperated when he said, "Looks like Sophia Milford after all."
