In the narrow alleyway.
The two were indeed just talking.
Xu Shuo propped his chin, seemingly troubled, "However, how exactly did you use lipstick to kill? Could you elaborate?"
The masked man's mouth twitched, "How would I know, I'm not..."
He was about to say he wasn't the killer, but before he could finish, he saw the young man raise a finger to his lips, seemingly signaling him to be silent.
Remembering that he was still playing the role-playing game with this person, the masked man held back, but still said stubbornly, "Since you seem to know it so well, why don't you tell it?"
Xu Shuo smiled, "Then I shall tell it."