"This is an opportunity!"
All three reacted, and Chen Tong made a quick decision, saying, "So you are Yang's assistant. I wonder if it's convenient to come in and sit for a while. We need your help regarding Qin Yao."
"You need my help?"
Yang Cheng was puzzled. He was just a detective, and at most now a minor assistant. What help could he possibly offer?
He was somewhat dizzily invited into the villa, only to find that all the furniture was newly purchased. Although clean and tidy, it seemed that the formaldehyde was somewhat excessive.
Chen Tong and the assistant, slightly embarrassed, handed over a bottle of mineral water, explaining, "This is Qin Yao's new home, purchased today. The furniture was urgently delivered this afternoon. We were originally here to check out the house and will be leaving soon. Mr. Yang, please don't mind!"
