"Just give a random clue for fun..."
Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng exchanged incredulous looks through the door and windows.
How could something like this be taken so lightly, how could it be considered just for fun? Don't they realize, doing so could ruin a peer's entire life?
Tan Wenbin remembered the scene he saw in Wu Xinhui's memory when the two confronted each other:
"Why are you framing me, why are you framing me, why!"
"It'd be better if you were dead, it'd be better if you were dead, then no one would know!"
So, Wu Xinhui chased after the fleeing Zhao Junfeng with a dagger so fiercely, not because he was the murderer, but just to carry through with this "joke"?
How can such inconceivable logic and motivation arise!
Tan Wenbin whispered, "I don't understand..."
Inside the room, Mao Chang'an's fierce laughter echoed:
"Hahahahahaha!"
Obviously, the person who found it most incomprehensible and unbearable was him.
