"Would you call this betraying Blank Lord?"
The next second, Zhao Le's expression changed slightly.
Although he did not know why Chen Mingming had been able to appear here, he knew that every step from this point onward was crucial. One wrong move, and everything would be lost... Zhao Le withdrew his gaze from behind Chen Mingming and saw only the police officer responsible for guarding the detention room, standing watch a few steps away.
He was not sure whether anyone else was outside the door.
Perhaps... the police knew that Chen Mingming was his classmate, which was why they had let him come over.
Zhao Le exhaled softly and sat sideways on the single bed attached to the wall. He said quietly, "Betrayal? If you say so, then I suppose it is... If I say nothing, I'll only put myself at an even greater disadvantage. Even if I remain silent, this case won't stop moving forward. The longer this drags on, the more unbearable it will be for me. You should know that I still have to take care of my sister... I can't let this keep dragging on. If the case isn't solved, the police will probably apply to extend my detention, right? I... don't have a choice."
Chen Mingming had been observing Zhao Le's subtle expressions and movements. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Was Wang Liang really killed by Blank Lord?"
Zhao Le said, "I suppose so."
"Suppose?" Chen Mingming frowned.
Zhao Le said, "When I arrived, Wang Liang was indeed already dead."
Chen Mingming said calmly, "But you also said that you had never seen Blank Lord. So even if you arrived at the scene, the two of you still missed each other... That means that whether it was Blank Lord or you,