Zhao Yu didn't even blink, shrugged at Shen Zhousong who was two seats away.
"It's not us."
Shen Zhousong: "How can you prove it?"
"Then how are you going to prove you've been at the museum all along, prove you don't know how to use 049, and prove you didn't target Brother Huai and Han Xizheng?"
She leaned back in her chair, her expression unchanged as she said this, as if overturning a subordinate's conclusion during an office report.
Shen Zhousong raised his thick eyebrows: "But you're the most suspicious."
"Using common sense to subjectively judge something is a very unwise choice."
"Sometimes, in the absence of actual evidence, using subjective conjecture to determine direction isn't a bad method."
"Is your idea of a good method suspecting a good person? Although I have a Monster Card, I haven't used it yet. Do you want to try?"
"Starting with threats of force now?"
Guan Yu, lying down, didn't forget to instigate: "I'm tired of saying it, fight, fight."
