614 At His House

The interrogation room quietened down.

Bai Muchuan nodded his head and before he said anything, maybe he felt that the room was a little too suffocated or he needed some time to think about the questions he wanted to ask. He loosened his collar a little by unbuttoning a button. His deep eyes seemed to be floating and he cleared his throat.

"Xu Siqi passed you a drive," he said coolly, "right?"

He was straight to the point, asking the most important thing without qualms.

Everyone was quiet and looked at Xie Wanwan.

Mm? Xie Wanwan didn't react for a moment and furrowed her eyebrows slowly.

"Drive? What drive?"

Bai Muchuan squinted his eyes. "A drive that contained the murderer's script."

Every word of his seemed to have an echo in the quiet space.

Xie Wanwan shook her head. "I don't know."

Bai Muchuan: "You didn't see that script?"