Murder

Bai Pu's eyes were calm and unwavering, showing no signs of guilt.

The reason she was so composed and openly spoke about the pen incident was because the pen itself was specially designed, with hidden mechanisms only she knew about.

Its appearance resembled that of an ordinary pen, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect anything suspicious, let alone suspect it.

This was precisely why she dared to boldly place the pen under the back door during the day.

With so many people in the office, each with a pen in hand, it wouldn't be strange for someone to accidentally drop one.

Inside the office, the curtains were not drawn, allowing a gentle breeze to pass through.

The papers on the desk rustled as they were blown by the wind. Bai Pu glanced at them and happened to see Luo Cheng's name.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhaohe sat there with a cold and expressionless gaze, his face revealing an inscrutable mix of emotions.