As everyone was murmuring about Luo Xiaolong's speculation that the victim's wound contained donkey dung, Li Xiaowen suddenly slammed his hand on the table.
"That guy…"
He kept pointing his finger. The name was on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't recall it.
"Duan Dongqiang."
A voice from the side supplied the name.
Li Xiaowen shouted, "Right, Duan Dongqiang! That's it, that's the name! The family at the crime scene—he's the one who raises a donkey."
He whipped his head around, looking for who had reminded him.
His gaze focused, and he saw Shen Xin looking at him.
'Such a quick reaction.'
Li Xiaowen was startled. He gave a slight nod, then turned back and continued, "I've actually been thinking about a logical problem. If there really was a second killer at the scene, how did he so coincidentally discover that Li Xingping was planning a murder?"
