He glanced at the time.
22:28.
Wei Sang had spent over ten minutes washing, while Tian Bufan seemed to have only given his body a quick rinse, finishing in a few minutes.
"My hair didn't get wet. No need to waste time washing it," Tian Bufan said.
He walked over to the desk and sat down.
"What were you talking about?"
Lin Yi glanced at Wei Liang. "You had a hand in setting Song Rentou up to die too, didn't you, Young Master Tian?"
Tian Bufan looked surprised for a moment. Naturally, he knew Lin Yi wasn't really discussing the matter itself, but rather...
"You're saying we put on an act for you?"
Lin Yi pressed his lips together without answering.
Because of his memory problems, there were bound to be many things he didn't know. But Tian Bufan and the others were different. They must have known what Wei Liang was doing.
So...
"That night, we spent ages discussing Song Rentou's slips of paper... But in reality, you were all working together to deceive me, weren't you?"
"'Deceive'?" Tian Bufan shook his head and said matter-of-factly, "How could there be any deception between us? All we did was choose an appropriate time and an appropriate method to guide you toward a fact that couldn't be put into appropriate words."
"Your cognition at the time wasn't sufficient to support knowing that much."
"You have to understand..." Tian Bufan rubbed the space between his brows. "The hardest thing in this world is making extremely minute adjustments within absolute limits..."
"Song Rentou really was like that... But we could only interfere with his logic through external forces," Tian Bufan said. "Things have already reached a perfect conclusion. Overall, it's a good thing."
Lin Yi fell silent for a moment, then slowly asked,