After Madam Yancey finished speaking, she took a sip of water, recently troubled by the murder case and finding it hard to sleep.
Coupled with heavy state affairs, there was a faint bluish hue around her eyes, appearing somewhat haggard.
"Animal?" Liam Yancey observed his mother's weary appearance, his handsome face grew colder. He rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, deeply sensing that this murder case was not simple.
"Only a few people are aware of this forensic report, we have had the entire forensic department sign confidentiality agreements to strictly prohibit any information from leaking out, so as to prevent unnecessary panic." Blake Yancey held his wife's hand and turned to speak softly to her, "Go rest for a while, I've got this."
"No need." Madam Yancey put down her water cup, waved her hand, indicating he should continue and not mind her.
