Upon hearing this, Li Tao was like struck by lightning, suddenly freezing in his chair.
He widened his eyes, looking incredulously at the officer across from him, his voice trembling with evident resistance: "What? My dad did the killing? How is that possible!"
"It's true my parents are divorced and their relationship isn't great, but my dad… my dad is definitely not that kind of person! What reason would he have to kill anyone? You must be mistaken!"
"Are you aware of your father's history of mental illness?" The officer's tone was calm, yet pressing.
"I know he's ill and is always on medication to manage it."
"But that doesn't mean he'll kill! You can't suspect someone just because they're sick!"
"He might not kill," the officer paused, his gaze sharply meeting Li Tao's eyes, "but you might."
"And we suspect, perhaps your father is taking the fall for you."
