Xiao Yonghong didn't answer immediately but patted his brother's shoulder and asked, "Xiao San, I ask you, do you want to quickly bring the real murderer to justice?"
To his surprise, Xiao Qingcang looked indifferent, speaking as if it had nothing to do with him. "As long as Qianqian is proven innocent, that's enough. As for who the killer is and whether they are brought to justice, it doesn't have much to do with me!"
Xiao Yonghong was so angry his nose almost twisted, and said with a look of disgust, "Xiao San, it's necessary for you to cooperate with our police work to catch the real culprit!"
Xiao Qingcang remained cold. "What? You want me to help the police catch them? I thought the huge taxes I pay every month already supported your work enough. Do you need me to catch them myself? Isn't that a bit of a waste of talent?"
