Bai Yurou looked disdainfully at Nan Qiao, dressed in the most expensive dress and wearing makeup done by a makeup artist, looking exquisitely appropriate.
Nan Qiao, though clad in a simple T-shirt and jeans, could not hide her cool, understated elegance.
Nan Qiao spoke deliberately, "The police have started an autopsy. The results show that Mrs. Fang died from the poisonous insects in her stomach that burst her viscera."
Bai Yurou's confidence and disdain slowly crumbled, replaced by disbelief, prompting a knowing smile from Nan Qiao.
"Bai Yurou, haven't you learned how to manage your expressions? Right now, your face shows the shock and panic of being caught. It's hard not to suspect you with that expression."
Bai Yurou suddenly realized that although Nan Qiao had found out the truth about Fang Mei's death through her investigation, she was unsure who the murderer was.