From appearances, he was refined and scholarly, a fragile bookworm through and through.
Based on his performance at work over the years, he was warm to others, hardworking and responsible, well-liked with an impeccable reputation...
Who could imagine such a person could be a murderer, and more so, a murderer who played with killing?
Listening intently, Han Yu was secretly alarmed, his whole being in a daze, feeling that everything was so unreal.
In Captain Wei's opinion, there must be a motive for murder. He closely pressed Lu Binxiang, "Murder is not like slaughtering chickens; besides, even if marital troubles make you anxious, there are many ways to relieve stress, such as talking to friends or having a drink. Why would you think of murder?"
Lu Binxiang said indifferently, "Actually, I've wanted to kill people for a long time."
"How long is a long time?"