Zhao Laosi looked at Jason, feeling a little lost.
He was clearly just watching the show from the sidelines, how did he end up involved?
Plus, how did the other party know he committed murder?
"Master Mu, you must be joking. I'm just a wonton stall owner, how could I kill someone?"
Zhao Laosi laughed as he handed a bowl of cooked wontons to Jason.
Jason accepted it.
Zhao Laosi breathed a sigh of relief.
'It looks like he was just trying to divert attention.'
'Otherwise, if he really knew I killed someone, would he still dare to eat my food?'
Just as Zhao Laosi was thinking this, Jason tilted his head back and ate the wontons, soup and all.
'Sure enough, just to divert attention...'
"Then what's the deal with Zhao Laosi's corpse in the alley?"
While Zhao Laosi was still pondering, Jason put down the bowl and said directly.
Zhao Laosi was stunned.
'It's not to divert attention!'
'Nor is it a trick!'
'He really found out!'
