She looked at Zhang Yang with puzzlement but realized that his expression was very serious, and he was not lying.
Lin Yi's mind suddenly flashed with insight, remembering something: "Is my father's death related to you?"
Zhang Yang was startled.
This girl's mind, how can it work so well!
Not only could she guess this, but she could also make connections to other aspects.
It seems like he really underestimated this little girl!
"How could you think that?" Zhang Yang feigned ignorance.
Lin Yi sneered: "I can be sure that my father's death can't be separated from you!"
"Lin Yi, don't talk nonsense, he was killed by his enemies," the man in black rebuked sharply.
Lin Yi didn't even glance at him, staring straight at Zhang Yang, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, how did my father really die?"
Zhang Yang fell silent.
He really didn't know how to answer this question.
"Zhang Yang, tell me the truth. I believe you're not the petty minded person who forgets favors for profit!"