"No! Rochester, you're mistaken, that's not what I meant." Xiao Lin's denial pushed them back into the fog. "Meisai is definitely not the mastermind I'm looking for. He may or may not know the person I'm after, but I know Meisai has another identity as a freelance designer, right?"
"That's correct; it's one of my hobbies, but that doesn't mean anything!"
"Yes, but..."
Just then, the phone on the table rang. Rochester hesitated for a moment before picking it up. In half a second, his expression turned grim, and he seemed to be murmuring to himself.
"What's wrong, Rochester? Is there a problem?" Meisai asked, frowning. "Two bodies were found by the beach, the deceased are Edmund's neighbors, that elderly couple."
Xiao Lin was perhaps the only one at the scene who remained calm. "The bodies have been found, so my hypothesis can confirm my imagination."
"You had suspected that they weren't the elderly couple from the start?"
