A Kiss as a Reward Is Also Good

Jinjiang Road, the scene of Qu Ping’s murder.

 It was nighttime, right after the street lights had been turned on. Seeing a car fleeting by in front of her, Miao Ying asked Zhao Yu, "Zhao Yu, are you really sure that Qu Ping wasn’t murdered by Hou Meng?"

 "I am sure!" Zhao Yu took out his notebook and carefully wrote down his observations as he answered Miao Ying. "Not only am I sure, but I also know Hou Meng was framed. He had no idea what happened! Not only was he drunk and high, but he probably was knocked by something else as well, then driven to the scene of crime!"

 "The way you describe it makes it seem like you saw it!" Miao Ying was a little suspicious, but nodded. "But I agree with your perspective! It’s possible that Hou Meng doesn’t even know the real criminal, and that he was just an unlucky scapegoat!"

 "Oh?" Zhao Yu considered Miao Ying’s words. "I was sure because of the lie detector, but how did you come to your conclusion?" he thought.