"Honey, the back of the killer really looks like Lan Rui, the one I told you about before," Ou Lan said.
"Lan Rui?" Zhan Moxiao was startled. He had never met Lan Rui; last time in the mountains, he only saw a corner of his clothes, and the video from Baili Mu's skating rink was deleted by Ou Lan.
"Yes." Ou Lan nodded with confidence. "That figure looks a lot like the person who sent me roses and diamonds at Mu's skating rink, and also like the shadow who killed Qiao Lin in the mountains to silence her."
Zhan Moxiao had no doubt about Ou Lan's visual acuity. She always observed things deeply and thoroughly, so he too became serious and watched the news again, carefully observing the figure of the killer in the video screenshot.
He understood Ou Lan's point, "You suspect that the killer is Lan Rui, and he's killing so many beggars to avenge being bullied by other beggars when he was young?"
Ou Lan nodded, "Yes."
