Chen lie turned around and was so shocked that his eyeballs almost popped out. "Really? ! Are you sure? !"
He quickly lowered his head and looked at the ground.
He had seen those messy lines when he came in and thought that they were just children's unintentional doodles.
He took a closer look and realized that on the clear log floor, there were extremely abstract matchstick figures drawn with black carbon brushes.
It was only after Huo Shaoheng had reminded him that Chen Lie was able to identify the figures.
Chen Lie:"..."
"... These matchstick figures? How did you identify the murderer?"
Chen lie rubbed his chin and gave Huo Shaoheng a sideways glance.
Huo Shaoheng walked over to a picture on the far left side of the log floor and pointed at it. "Look, this is a picture of a family. There's a father, a mother, this little girl, and an older sister."
