Joseph replied, "I've made some progress, but there's no concrete evidence. I can't be sure if he's the murderer behind all this."
From his words, it seemed that he was already a clear suspect?
Lucille became excited. She asked, "Who is it?"
Joseph did not answer.
He strode up to Lucille in a few steps. The distance between them was less than one meter. The tips of their shoes were pressed against each other, and the friction made a slight sound.
The distance between them was ambiguous and intimate.
Lucille did not understand. "What's wrong? Who's this suspect? Is it inconvenient to say?"
"No."
Joseph's eyes were burning. After a long while, he let out a low sigh. "I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me if I told you."
It was so mysterious.
Lucille was amused. "How would I believe you if you didn't tell me?"
Joseph smiled. "That's true."