Qian Guoliang's body was still lying in its original spot for now, though it had been temporarily covered with a white tablecloth.
You Ye squatted down and lightly lifted a corner of the cloth—this kind of task, of course, wasn't something the maid could let her own master do.
The maid's blue eyes sparkled—for the Queen Elizabeth who created her hadn't just made these eyes beautiful, but had also bestowed upon these gem-like pupils a few very special abilities.
For example: x-ray vision.
The two crew members standing guard here stood upright, eyes straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to everything going on.
A moment later, You Ye lowered the cloth again, stood up, looked at Luo Qiu, and said, "Master, Qian Guoliang's fatal wound was indeed the knife in his chest, but there are no fingerprints on it, so I guess the killer was quite careful."
