Luo Fei asked this, his tone low and ghostly.
His expression was icy.
That instantly made Bai Rongjun even more ashamed and uneasy.
"Mr. Luo, what exactly do you mean? I really don't understand."
It was obvious Bai Rongjun was a bit at a loss.
Luo Fei also spoke with utter seriousness.
"Mr. Bai, what I mean is, your father is the killer. He wanted to die together with your mother. Wanted to drag her down with him."
"But he didn't expect there would be a car crash. So they ran into an 'accident' halfway."
??
This kind of news.
Left Bai Rongjun stunned.
He practically couldn't believe his own ears.
"Mr. Luo, are you deliberately joking with me?"
"Of course not."
As Luo Fei spoke, he handed him a few faxed documents.
"We found several barrels of cooking oil in the trunk. And some tools. Those were obviously what your father prepared for the crime."
"And on one of the hammers, there was a lot of blood. That in itself pretty much explains the problem, doesn't it?"
