At this moment, in the interrogation room, Qin Feng and Wan were still engaged in a tense interrogation.
Although Qin Feng was 80% sure that the man in front of him, Zhang Xiang, had issues, Zhang answered flawlessly, always leaving Qin without obvious contradictions.
This wasn't surprising – Zhang could plan so intricately beforehand and later switched the remains in the coffin, showing he had prepared thoroughly.
Seeing that a direct confrontation couldn't break the other's psychological defenses, Qin Feng understood – this battle required a different approach.
"Since you're insistent, we'll set aside the case from back then. A different question – what were you doing going up the mountain in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Zhang Xiang raised his head, "What, can't I go up the mountain?"
"You can." Qin Feng nodded, "But why tonight?"
"Tonight, I wanted to go hunting." Zhang Xiang answered quickly.
"Hunting?" Qin Feng repeated.
