Under the expectant gazes of everyone, Bob shook his head. "It doesn't match. There's a big difference, and Earl's feet are quite wide. If he left footprints, they'd be very distinct, regardless of whether the boots fit."
He spoke confidently. Moreover, it was impossible for Earl to have known in advance that they would pay attention to his walking habits. So, Earl wasn't the murderer, either.
This... The only prison guards who had time to commit the crime were Carnif and Earl, and neither was the culprit. Could it be that someone else was helping Delon?
Earl rarely interacted with others, but there was nothing wrong with his intelligence. Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit off, he scratched his head, stuttering somewhat, "Uh... what's the matter? Why are you looking for me, and why are so many of you here today?"