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Seeing the young man already showing signs of impatience, the masked man couldn't help but feel tense, and he even felt his scalp prickle with a tingling sensation.
It seemed impossible to stall for time any longer.
The masked man quickly said, "I still stand by what I just said. After all, a bartender will touch every glass, and a colorless, tasteless poison could easily be added while mixing drinks... "
As he spoke, his voice gradually lowered, then he suddenly stopped, uncertain and alarmed.
Xu Shuo looked at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, saying, "Go on, finding evidence to clear Miss Jenny of suspicion depends on the speculation of you people."
Hearing this, the masked man twitched the corner of his mouth: "Speculation is just that, speculation. Without evidence, it can't be established. If you really want to help Miss Jenny, you'd be better off finding the real murderer first."
Speculations without evidence were nothing but guesswork!