Gan Zi did not let out a sigh of relief. He looked at them—all his comrades-in-arms, with whom he had fought together. He had no intention of hiding anything.
"I saw a pair of leather shoes at the village chief's house. They were a new model by Red Dragonfly, brand new addition. Who would wear designer leather shoes in this small village? The village chief's son has come back!" Gan Zi said with certainty, "Then, I saw an anonymous membership card for Red Dragonfly in Chen Hui's purse... On the day Chen Hui died, Chen Lin was also in the village. He had the motive for murder, and the characteristics of a murderer—he's a surgeon, understands human anatomy better than anyone else..."
Song Ziyu was engrossed, asking, "Teacher Gan, why did he hate Chen Hui so deeply? Why did he still want to marry her?"
Gan Zi seemed particularly grave: "That will be another story!"
Su Tianqing frowned: "It has something to do with the village girl!"
