What?
The dead had a grudge against me?
Was it... Manager Qian and the others?
Chen Yang looked incredulously at the elderly police officer leading the group.
"You're saying the dead man was Manager Qian?"
the officer in charge said.
"That's right!"
"It was Qian Duoduo and several scavengers!"
His gaze inadvertently turned toward Jiang Fan.
"Moreover, based on our on-site investigation, the murderer was very likely a Martial Cultivator!"
"Hmph! A Martial Cultivator actually appeared in our Gordon City and killed our citizens. What audacity!"
"Once the murderer is confirmed, he'll certainly be sentenced to hanging, as a warning to others!"
Chen Yang's head rang with a thunderous buzz.
Although he was unwilling to believe that the police had singled out Jiang Fan as a suspect, when he had left Luowu Junkyard earlier, he really had been separated from Jiang Fan for a while.
The moment the two of them split up, Manager Qian and the others died. The coincidence was simply too perfect.
Still, out of instinct, he did everything he could to explain things on Jiang Fan's behalf.
"Officer, have you made a mistake?"
"My cousin has never practiced martial arts. And he was injured some time ago and only just recovered, so how could he possibly have the ability to kill someone?"
"Even an ordinary person could probably knock him down with one punch!"
In that brief moment, Chen Yang had already figured it out.
Whether or not Jiang Fan was the murderer, the two of them were on the same side.
Even if Jiang Fan really had killed Manager Qian, it had been to stand up for him.
He had no reason not to protect him.
But in his panic, his words naturally contained a flaw.
The elderly officer narrowed his eyes.
"You said... he