Just as Mr. Mack had said, Mrs. Mack was clearly in a terrible mood. When Li Wei entered the room, he found her sitting there chain-smoking, filling the entire room with the smell of smoke. In response to his questions, Mrs. Mack said she had noticed nothing. After leaving the salon, she had stayed in this room the whole time and had gone nowhere else.
Well, Li Wei got no useful leads from her, so he could only excuse himself and leave.
Of course, the irritating secondhand smoke was another reason.
Next was the younger brother. When Li Wei found him, he was sitting on the living room sofa in a daze, as though his mind had drifted far away and he was thinking of nothing at all. Only when Li Wei sat down opposite him did he raise his head.
"Ah, Sir Li Wei... right, you're here too... did you need something?"
"I have a few questions about Justice Buckley's death."
"What... questions...?"
"What did you do during that time?"
"I..."
At that, the younger brother instinctively began thinking back.
"I... had a drink and wanted to get some fresh air in the garden. Then I heard the butler come looking for you, saying my sister had driven off. I wanted to go look for her with you, but just then, I saw that bastard Harry walking over as though nothing had happened. The sight of him made my blood boil. If it hadn't been for that bastard..."
As he spoke, the younger brother clenched his fist and slammed it onto the table.
"He was the one who pursued my sister in the first place. Who would have thought he'd actually... I charged straight at him..." "The butler told me you got into a fight?"
"That's right. I pulled