Yet the members of the archaeology team all spoke with great conviction, even claiming to have caught the thief red-handed, leaving Chen Xiaolong without an angle for rebuttal.
"Could it really be a case of 'a known face does not mean a known heart'? That's impossible."
With a frown, Chen Xiaolong paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, sensing something eerie about the situation.
"Are you certain?"
Mr. Qi asked another question; his mood was terribly downcast.
"Let's go and see the person in question to find out. Come on, everyone, let's go together."
Professor Chen Qing had subdued some of his anger, now wearing an expressionless face, leaving others unable to discern his thoughts.
But one thing was clear: as he walked alongside Mr. Qi, Professor Chen Qing intentionally kept his distance.
It seemed that what his subordinates had said did have some impact.