Qin Hao still had that calm expression, "Officer Miao, your imagination is splendid, it's a waste you don't write detective novels."
Miao Jing glanced at Qin Hao and then turned to Du Wanrou, "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Du's statement is also fabricated, isn't it?
The purpose is to exonerate Qin Hao."
Qin Hao laughed, "Officer Miao, why don't you take a break?"
Du Wanrou also felt somewhat speechless, "Officer Miao, I can swear that my statement does not contain a single lie."
Miao Jing, "Miss Du, if Zhu Qiang is the murderer, why did everyone else die, and you did not?
You claimed in your statement that you had your eyes closed afterwards. I think this is an excuse to absolve Qin Hao."
She had read Du Wanrou's statement many times, looking for loopholes in it.
Miao Jing believed that Du Wanrou likely knew the true culprit was Qin Hao, hence she made such a statement.