"You're talking nonsense. If you don't explain everything today, I promise you won't leave this place. You are defaming us. In this sacred temple, you dare to spout such lies?"
The senior brother was furious.
With trembling fingers and eyes as sharp as daggers, he wished he could slowly cut Song Moting with a thousand cuts.
Fa Ming also pointed at Song Moting.
"Yes, if you don't come clean today, you are not leaving this door."
"Everyone, don't rush. Stand still. Let me explain. First, why do we say the theft is an inside job? This box obviously has a lock, and you've all seen it.
With so much money inside, how could it not be locked? You wouldn't just display the box openly without securing it."
Fa Ming nodded, "Of course, we had to lock it. I bought the three locks, and upon returning, gave a key to the senior brother, one to the second brother, and one to the master. It was to prevent anyone from secretly opening the box and taking the money."