"But what does this have to do with me? I haven't had any contact with Zhao Bin, I'm straight as an arrow!" Kun Shao, having listened for a while, couldn't help but stand out and ask bewilderedly, even if Zhao Bin was diseased, he hadn't been in touch with him!
"For this question, you should ask this woman here, I think she knows better than I do. Of course, all of you can take a look for yourselves..." Bai Xiaofan said, gesturing grandly towards Yang Shuhua, who had collapsed on the ground at some point.
"Look at the lipstick on her lips, see how it's smudged? Looks like it was wiped off by eating something," Bai Xiaofan continued, signaling everyone to come and look like an old professor. After everyone nodded in agreement, he went on.
"Now look at Zhao Bin's pants. On these black pants, why are there these tiny bits of pink? Huh, what a coincidence. This woman's lipstick just so happens to be pink. How strange, what are the odds?"
