Which Hand You Want Broken? Tell Me Right Now

Mu Qiqi and Feng Shanshan had already packed their things, whereas the police were still talking to the townsfolk.

There was no telling the reason why they were overreacting towards the autopsy.

"They are simply incited. The one who really didn't want us to dissect the corpse is the murderer." Mu Qiqi said even as she watched the people outside miserably.

With the real cause of death yet to be known and the body untouchable, the only thing delayed was the police's time in finding the killer.

And forget stopping the autopsy. What did those people want, preventing the police from moving freely?

"From the looks of things, we would still have to waste more time with these people. You two should leave soon so that we would be less worried."