Zhao Lin used the same old trick, telling Chai Jie that he had evidence Chai had murdered his own father.
Chai Jie, of course, refused to admit it. He loudly proclaimed his innocence, his reaction even more vehement than his two older brothers'.
"That constable just now looked so fierce. It was terrifying."
After Zhao Lin left, Xiao Taohua patted her chest and said, "Master Chai, aren't you scared?"
"Heh, what do I have to be scared of? My old man got himself killed. It has nothing to do with me," Chai Jie said dismissively.
Xiao Taohua opened the window and saw Zhao Lin's figure below. "Oh my," she said, surprised, "he's still downstairs."
Chai Jie spat. "Tch! These constables. Instead of catching the killer, they come here to intimidate me, a member of the victim's family. How outrageous. If he dares to come back, I'll go to the yamen and report him!"
"But I'm still worried."
"Worried about what? My little beauty..."
