"She just came back recently. After I went to the beach that night, she suddenly called to ask me to meet her. So after that, I went to see her."
The interrogation officer did not seem to buy Zhao Youming's explanation. A person who should have been abroad suddenly called to meet the suspect that night. No matter how he thought about it, it was too much of a coincidence.
Seeing that the interrogation officer didn't believe him, Zhao Youming's face darkened. "What I said is true."
The other party didn't comment and continued to ask, "Between 10:00 and 12:00 on the night of the murder, may I ask where you are, Mr. Zhao? Do you have any witnesses to prove it?"
Zhao Youming was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted. This time period should be when Zhao Yifei was killed. He straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "I should have been with my sister at this time."
"Oh? Then, can you tell us where your sister is now, Mr. Zhao? How can we contact her?"
