0077 Shen Tianlong sick?
Lin Qiao'er's face flushed red, and her eyes glared angrily as she stared intently at Ye Qiu, like a little wild cat baring a fierce, resentful glare.
Watching Lin Qiao'er hold back her fury, not pouncing for revenge, Ye Qiu somewhat relaxed.
However, given Lin Qiao'er's fiery temper, it seemed they had forged an enmity today.
She looked at Ye Qiu as if he were her archenemy.
"You say Ye Zi is the murderer—do you have any evidence?" Ye Qiu shifted to the main topic, trying to prevent Lin Qiao'er from suddenly lashing out.
Lin Qiao'er produced a set of photos showing the pattern of the wounds and tossed them to Ye Qiu to see.
Ye Qiu glanced at them and, with an unchanged expression, said indifferently, "Just based on this, it could be a bit far-fetched. Accusing someone of murder without solid evidence is a bit too hasty, don't you think, Officer Lin?"
