"When we went to see Klaus, did I do anything that made you suspicious?" Decius asked.
"No, strictly speaking, it wasn't you. Do you remember what I was doing before we went inside?" Zhang Heng asked.
"You were looking around, watching the people in the corridor... Oh, you saw Andrea's men," Decius said.
"I didn't know whose men they were, or even what they were after. But my friend in the Southeast District told me those guys had been following us, and the killer murdered Amidio only minutes before we arrived. In other words, someone realized we were about to find the final answer and hurriedly got rid of Amidio to stop him from saying anything. But that raised another question."
Zhang Heng said, "Even if they were following us, how did they know our movements so clearly?"
"Was that when you started suspecting me?" Decius asked. "So you casually made up the claim that Amidio had probably left behind evidence."
"Well, it wasn't exactly made up. The possibility wasn't low to begin with," Zhang Heng said.
"Weren't you afraid I'd really find the evidence he left behind and secretly hide it afterward?" Decius could not help asking.
"We were in the same room, my friend. Did you really think you could hide every move you made from me?" Zhang Heng sighed.
Decius fell silent at that.
"The only question still troubling me is just how deeply you were involved in this," Zhang Heng said, looking at Decius. "Personally, I'm inclined to believe you had an agreement with Andrea, but you knew very little about it. As things developed, your surprise didn't seem faked—unless you're an exceptionally talented actor."
"I think your childhood experiences may have helped your acting career somewhat, but probably not enough to fool me completely. Especially