Elaine Decron was cute, with a rather youthful face. Although she was about the same age as Li Wei, she looked like a high school girl. She was petite, with large, round eyes full of the carefree ease of someone life had never beaten down.
But the very first thing she said after coming in and sitting down stunned them.
"I didn't kill my dear sister."
She sat in the chair, staring at Li Wei and the others with wide eyes.
"I adore my dear sister Rosalie more than anyone. How could I possibly kill her?"
Everyone froze at that, but Elaine paid no attention to their reactions and simply continued.
"I know what you're thinking. John was my boyfriend, but my dear sister stole him, so I hated her. But that's not how it was at all. I don't hate my sister in the slightest. In fact, I was very happy that John married her."
"You... were happy?"
The chief inspector scratched his forehead, utterly baffled, as though he had suddenly lost the ability to understand human speech.
"Yes."
Elaine stared at them and nodded firmly again.
"John was my prince. Back then, he came into my life, and he was clever, funny, charming, and very cute-of course, he can't compare to you, Mr. Detective."
At that, Elaine looked at Li Wei and offered the clarification with some embarrassment.
"But back then, to me, he was my treasure, my most noble and exalted prince. So when he got together with my sister, you have no idea how happy I was! The sister I admired most had chosen my prince. That proved I had good taste! And I was honored to offer my treasure to my dear sister. I thought that would make everyone happy! So when my dear sister