"So far, we have only found out that it was Ms.Yu, the third madam of the Gong Family, who suggested not to cremate the body of the Third Young Master. According to Old Master Gong, it was indeed Ms.Yu who proposed this," said Constable Wei to Lin Caisang.
"However, we don't know if this statement is true."
With these words, he turned his head to glance at the Old Master Gong who was wiping cold sweat off his face.
After all, this old man was notoriously dishonest. Who could tell if he was merely turning Ms.Yu into a scapegoat?
"It's true, it's all true," Old Master Gong nervously responded upon hearing his words.
At this point, he was worried for his life and didn't dare to make up any stories. Making one mistake could cost him his life.
"Old Master Gong, tell me, were you the one who sent those lowlifes to kill me?" Lin Caisang asked calmly, staring at Old Master Gong.
"Err…"
At her question, Old Master Gong was stunned, his face became rigid.