"How exactly did the murderer do it?" Su Xinghuo asked urgently, then suddenly realized there was an even more important question. "Who is the murderer?"
A faint, knowing smile touched Li Ang's lips. The answer had already surfaced in his mind. He calmly beckoned a ship attendant and instructed him to fetch something.
Then, Li Ang waved his hand and said, "To answer this question, we first need to clarify one thing: this puddle of water next to the bed."
He crouched beside the water stain. "After the ice knife theory was proven unfeasible, this puddle of water became even more suspicious. Who caused this water stain? And why leave it here?"
"The murderer... to cover up traces?" Singer Shi Yajing asked uncertainly.
