"Please take a seat."
The three of them sat down.
"Let me introduce myself first. I'm Quentin Vincent, the honorary chairman of Kennel Club. I am single."
Lucy and Janice exchanged glances and were amused by his humorous tone.
"You know who we are, so we don't have to introduce us. Mr. Vincent, do you have any more clues? There are too few clues at present, and I don't know where to start." Lucy answered honestly.
"Lucy, to tell you the truth, we don't have any new clues. However, this matter has been professionally identified. I can call Dr. Valen, who is in charge of the autopsy, over. She knows more about the specifics. Why don't you let her answer it?"
Lucy thought it was feasible, so she said, "Thank you."
Then Quentin got up to make a call.
After he left, Lucy asked, "Is this person reliable?"
Lucy thought, "After all, he doesn't know anything about it."
Janice shook her head. "I don't know either, but I think I know that Doctor Valen."
"I see," Lucy hesitantly said.
