Scum Won't Cry Until She Sees the Coffin

Ji Ziyin pursed her lips and looked away. Then, she coldly said, "Why wouldn't I dare to mention him? I told you! That sniper rifle is for self-defense. It's meaningless. As for the model you mentioned…"

She lowered her voice. "I don't know what's wrong with this model, but I didn't pay attention when I bought it.

"It might be a coincidence!"

Qiao Nian was not surprised that she tried to quibble. She just pursed her lips impatiently and raised her eyebrows. "What did I say? I said she wouldn't admit it."

Lei Ting's expression was so dark it seemed like water could drip from it, but he couldn't find anything to flare up at.

He recalled what Qiao Nian told him a day ago.

At that time, the girl brought the list of purchases she had obtained from the black market and the manufacturer, as well as the ballistics data analysis when Leonard was shot…

All the evidence pointed to Ji Ziyin.