Tang Jianjun shook his head after hearing Tang Chuxia's guess, "Impossible!"
"Why would he kill someone if it was the so-called uncle, as you said?"
What Tang Chuxia was about to say was, "I think this man was in cahoots with the uncle who appeared in front of her."
Tang Jianjun denied this because the logic didn't add up.
Tang Chuxia sighed, "But what about the same bamboo?"
With a puzzled look on her face, Tang Jianjun fell into deep thought, "I don't know, but from my experience, it's not what you described. Solving cases isn't our business; let's just wait for the results!"
When the siblings returned home, they didn't mention much about what they had seen; after all, it would eventually get around to this side. So they gave a heads-up to Father Tang and Madam Tang and prepared to go back the next day.
