Tang Chuxia's speculation was definitely bound to fail; after all, who could be so heartless as to twist their own neck to the point of breaking it?
It wasn't about being incapable of doing it, but rather, the body's instincts would subconsciously protect itself. How could one possibly do such a thing?
So, the death of Yang Chao and the woman could only have one possibility: someone acted against them, and it must have been someone very familiar with them who could make it so they wouldn't even struggle, directly succeeding in the act.
Tang Chuxia looked at the scenes, somewhat doubting her own mind. Was there something wrong with it?
She was not adept at solving cases; such matters were best left to those who were familiar with them.
Fortunately, Gu Beihuai and the others did not wish Tang Chuxia to involve herself too much. It was better that they handle these matters.
"What should I do now? Should I notify my cousin?"
