"What do you mean, 'maybe'?" The Skinny Guy was still waiting for me to continue.
I smiled bitterly and glanced around. Then I lowered my voice and said to him, "I've been to the room upstairs before. Xu Tiancheng's mother and stepfather's place. I told you about it."
The Skinny Guy nodded, then took two seconds to process it before staring at me in surprise.
I continued, "My parents know. I even told them he might've gone to the mahjong parlor."
But just now, neither of them had mentioned it in front of the others, or even suggested going back to the residential complex to check.
I suspected that they'd only called me back to make sure I was safe.
They probably thought the matter was too serious. Several fire engines had been dispatched, and the whole complex had been stirred up. There was no way I wouldn't hear about it. Since I lived right below Xu Tiancheng, once the fire was out and the fire department and police started investigating, our family would surely be questioned.
I already had two murder cases hanging over me. There was no way either case could produce direct evidence pointing to me, but getting caught up in something like this would inevitably involve a lot of tedious procedures.
Even Chen Yihan couldn't abuse his position to get me out of this one.
Things might get worse. If the higher-ups were interested, someone like me would probably become a key surveillance target.
My ability was more troublesome and dangerous than any power that could control people's minds.
My first concern was my parents and younger sister. They might get investigated because of me.
The best option was to resolve all these problems before anything happened and turn the world into the one I wanted—a