Liu Haimian had never seen such a cold gaze before.
Just being stared at by Chi Jiao made him feel like he had nowhere to hide.
"I didn't kill anyone." Liu Haimian lowered his eyes to hide the panic that flashed across them. He deliberately spoke in a calm tone.
"You're lying," Chi Jiao said slowly. "At 10:25 PM, you left home with a knife and went to Feng Miao's house to find her. You decided to kill her to vent your anger, right?"
Liu Haimian's heart trembled at the girl's soft voice.
This was because Chi Jiao was completely right.
Liu Haimaian remembered very clearly everything that happened the night Feng Miao died.
Liu Haimian instinctively felt that this was just a coincidence. His lips curled into a disdainful smile. "I drank too much that night and rested at home. I didn't go out at all. Don't try to frame me."
"Is there anyone who can prove that you never went out?" Beitang Lie asked coldly.
