"Officer, I really didn't kill anyone!" Long Feifei said with an aggrieved face, almost bursting into tears before she seemed to remember something and added, "That's right, there was another person who entered Eton Manor that day. It was him who saved me!"
Another person? Zhou Zixiong was startled, then asked with furrowed brows, "Who was it? A man or a woman? But from the surveillance footage, we haven't found anyone else entering or leaving the manor besides you."
Long Feifei was at a loss for words, crying out loud now as she stuttered, "I didn't kill, didn't kill anyone! I really didn't!"
Zhou Zixiong kept frowning. From the interrogation so far, he could tell that Long Feifei wasn't lying—this was borne out of his years of experience as a police officer.
To tell if someone is lying, one only has to look into their eyes, but all Zhou Zixiong could see in Long Feifei's eyes was panic, nothing more.
