Yan Yuni took out a photo, "Do you have any impression of this man?"
Zhang Miaoyan looked at the tall, thin white man in the photo. He appeared listless, his gaze scattered, and he was so skinny that he looked like he was wrapped in skin. He was clearly a junkie from the slums.
She felt somewhat familiar, "I remember he bumped into me once… is he the one who framed me with heroin?"
Yan Yuni gave her another photo, seemingly a frame captured from surveillance footage, showing Jiang Cai Xuan hiding behind a pillar, her eyes fixed on the distance.
Zhang Miaoyan recognized the street. Jiang Cai Xuan was also at the scene when the police searched her.
At the bottom of the photo, there was a timestamp. Yan Yuni asked her to pay attention to the timing, "This is conclusive evidence, I didn't fool you, did I?"
Zhang Miaoyan suddenly felt nauseous, losing her appetite.
Jiang Cai Xuan, this woman, is really a good actor, and has a vicious heart.
