Upon hearing what the middle-aged woman Liu Qiaoli said, Wang Xin immediately became unsettled.
"Why shouldn't he be responsible? This is murder! He's just trying to get back at me; officer, he's targeting my family, he's seeking revenge!"
Seeing how agitated Wang Xin was, Kang Xing made a hand gesture at him, signaling him to cool down.
"Young man, don't get too worked up, what's the beef between you and Wu Bin? Tell us in detail what exactly happened."
Kang Xing, true to his status as a veteran policeman, spoke calmly and with a very even temper.
But his words, like hooks, quickly coaxed the whole story about Wu Bin and him out of Wang Xin.
Kang Xing nodded after listening.
"So, you're saying that you started having issues at the oath-taking ceremony, and afterwards, Wu Bin has been harboring resentment, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against you, because he was jealous of your talent and that your academic performance was better than his?"
