Luo Yuchen sat down leisurely, then signaled for Li Fu to sit as well, and said with unhurried poise, "Tsukamoto Taro has been killed, and you should have received the two hundred thousand transferred by Uncle Leung this morning. You must have a pretty good idea of how this situation is going to play out, right? Besides, given your ability to gather intelligence, you should already know that Tsukamoto Taro left behind one hundred million US dollars to fund a revenge project. Within two days, assassins will swarm in here from all over the world. By then, do you think they'll be able to trace Uncle Leung as the mastermind behind the hired assassins, especially since you had contact with Uncle Leung and accepted two hundred thousand from him as a killing fee afterward? I imagine everyone will assume you are the Seraphim by then. What do you think?"
Crocodile Lao's expression shifted uncertainly.
He had indeed received the two hundred thousand transferred by Uncle Leung this morning.
And he already knew about Tsukamoto Taro being suddenly assassinated last night.
The problem, however, was that he had been hauled back to the West Kowloon police station early this morning!
He was completely innocent!
Yet he had no alibi for last night—that was the fatal issue!
Furthermore, the real question now was: how did Luo Yuchen know about all this?
Why did he know the details so clearly?
Could he be the Seraphim himself?
Chapter 105