Li Xu's tone gradually sank, each word like rough sand: "I suspected him first."
"Why only suspect him?"
"Because his daughter got into college last year, and he couldn't gather the tuition fee, he'd borrowed money from a few of us before. I didn't lend it... Two of our fellow workers in the same room lent him the money." He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, "Perhaps because of this, he bore a grudge against me."
"Are you sure he took the money?"
"Most likely." Li Xu raised his head, his eyes red with blood, "Our beds were next to each other, there was no one else in the dorm that night. My pants were just thrown beside my bed, and the next day the money was gone—if not him, then who else could it be?"
"Did you ask him directly?"
"I did." Li Xu pulled a smile that lacked any real humor, "He didn't admit it."
"Then, on the day of the incident—how did you seize that opportunity?"
