Lai Mo, Buchi glanced at Lei Ying and nodded again.
"Is it a little move?" Bai Xiaosheng pondered, recalling the scene with that elderly man.
Even though it was just a glance back then, with Red Lotus's help in managing memory, he could perfectly recreate it.
"In the elevator, he touched his wristwatch twice," Bai Xiaosheng said intently. "If our guess is right, there's probably something significant about that watch."
Lai Mo and Buchi listened in incredulousness.
Were these two Asians the genius detectives from animated shows? Their analysis sounded mysterious and uncanny, yet one couldn't help but agree and even cheer.
Lin Weiwei, who knew Bai Xiaosheng and Lei Ying's analytical abilities, couldn't help but clap softly in admiration.
"Are you sure?" Lei Ying, capable of similar analysis to Bai Xiaosheng's, didn't possess Bai Xiaosheng's capability to vividly replay recent scenes in his mind.
