In the hallway.
Shen Xin and He Wen Yu were sitting on a bench.
He Wen Yu was still fiddling with his broken glasses. After messing with them for a long time, he finally gave up, stuffed them into his pocket, and squinted at the people around him.
In the nearby courtyard, Li Xiaowen and the others were gathered in a discussion. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but from the way they were all talking at once, it looked intense.
He Wen Yu watched for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Shen Xin, is this case in trouble?"
He wasn't from an investigative division.
But while he hadn't worked a case himself, he'd seen plenty of them.
The "murderer" was dead, and now a statement had surfaced saying he wasn't the one who killed the victim.
'To He Wen Yu, if this were one of the crime shows he binged, it would be the part where a key figure gets silenced and the case hits a dead end.'
Shen Xin nodded instinctively.
Li Xingping's death had indeed complicated things.
But...
