Qin Lie watched as Zhouzhou followed Jing Bai out, saying nothing more. When the man saw what Jing Bai was holding, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
How could they have found such a small drug? No, that's impossible!
It's fine; he had thrown away the bottles. They had no evidence.
Thinking this, he swallowed hard.
Qin Xu observed him, as if seeing through his thoughts, and suddenly said, "I remember the deceased's medical record mentioned he had heart disease. He should have been carrying fast-acting heart pills, and they look a lot like this."
"Do you think it's possible someone secretly swapped his medicine?"
Hearing this, the man jolted, a drop of sweat rolling down his forehead.
The doctor, having overheard, looked surprised, his brow furrowed tightly. "If that's the case, then it would be murder."
"Murder?!" The woman rushed over angrily, saying, "You are clearly the one who killed my father, and now want to blame someone else?"