"Problem? How could there be a problem? I pulled it from the child's head, I'm sure." Wei Wei, feeling guilty, hurriedly explained.
Yan Ye was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "I never said it wasn't pulled from the child's head."
Though Yan Ye spoke like that, he was suspicious inside.
Suspicious that the hair might not have been pulled from the child in Wei Wei's hands.
Anyone with some understanding of criminal psychology would actually doubt what Wei Wei said.
Just like Jian Yu told him, Wei Wei was very nervous.
Yan Ye and Jian Yu were already experts among experts; when they talked to people, they could quickly grasp the key points in what was said to assess the other person's thoughts.
"Oh, then what do you want to tell me?" Wei Wei's tone became considerably calmer.
"If I don't agree to Xu Haonan's demands, will Xu Haonan kill the child in your hands?" Yan Ye's voice was as cold and merciless as coming from hell.
