While the officers from the various precincts patrolled around, we waited with bated breath in the station. Every time the phone rang, our hearts skipped a beat.

At eleven in the evening, Xiaotao asked curiously, "Song Yang, how can you be sure that there will be a murder tonight? Aren't the four suspects in detention?"

"It’s precisely because they are detained!” My lips curled into a bitter smile. “If a murder occurred at this time, it’s tantamount to declaring that they aren’t our suspects! Their arrest was peculiar to begin with. When I tried putting myself in the shoes of a man who wants to exonerate them, I realized that would be my next move."

Right then, the ringing of the phone interrupted our conversation. A while after Xiaotao answered, she stood up and asked, ...