"His looks? His way of speaking? His abilities? His family background? His education? Or that lecherous nature of his, which made every pretty woman who went to a bar take a second look at him?"
It wasn't that Su Qiao looked down on this man. He simply looked like the kind of person with little education, living at the bottom of society—lecherous, but lacking the nerve to act on it.
A man like that could probably only tease the female servers in a bar. He wouldn't even have the guts to touch the women who came to the bar for fun.
Would he really have the nerve to instigate or assist Ding Peixin in murder?
Even if he had the nerve, he didn't have the brains for it!
Although there were plenty of loopholes in Ding Peixin's methods and techniques, ordinary people really wouldn't have thought of them.
In particular, she had anticipated the police's reactions and the speed of their investigation step by step.
For example, she had guessed from the beginning that the corpse might be discovered.
She had also guessed that after leaving a suicide note and jumping into the sea, her husband would definitely report it to the police.
She had even guessed that if the police discovered the corpse several days later, they might connect her to it and place her husband under criminal detention.
For that reason, she had laid a trap in advance: the sulfuric acid and Dampness-removing Powder in her husband's studio, along with a small amount of paint.
She had also guessed that the police would eventually use DNA verification to determine that the corpse wasn't hers, then turn their attention to her husband's lover, Xia Xiaolin, and consequently find Gu Yunting.
Through the information on Gu Yunting's phone, they would