Putting heads together

"I still don't get it. If she put in the sleeping pills, then she already knew that Wan Guanting was deep asleep. Then she suffocated him. What took her so long to come out of his room then?"

Mingshen shrugged. "Some people like to stay with dead bodies."

"I am talking about a normal woman here, not you," Jia voiced her displeasure.

"Killers are usually not normal~"

She ignored it and continued. "If she genuinely went to talk to him like she says, then either way she would have seen that he wasn't in any state to talk. Once again, she should have been out of that room in minutes."

"So you think she is innocent," he arched his brow.