EDWARD'S eyes widened when his deceased wife was suddenly mentioned. And it was still under the premise that Catherine killed her. Before he could say anything, his son, Harry, was one beat faster.
The other stood up and said, "Why the bloody hell would Aunt Cathy kill my mother?"
Luo Yan turned to the young man. The other looked like he would explode any second from all the information that Luo Yan just dished out. Poor kid.
"Show us evidence! Don't just present these things as if they were the truth! How can you call yourself a detective in this way?" Harry added.
Luo Yan almost laughed. Because the other had a point. He was really just saying these things without any evidence to back it up. Instead of deduction, it was more like he was telling a story. But what could he do? He had the 'detective talent'. So, he was certain that the conjecture he arrived upon was the one closest to the truth.
