A forward stepped up reluctantly. "We were all close to him at one moment or the other. It was a party, we were all drinking, laughing. I think I heard him say something about swimming. Then we heard screaming moments later and found him on the ground, collapsed. None of us did that to him. Someone must have sneaked inside."
The rest chimed in with that same answer, shouting their alibis before she even asked. She went around with Xuanji collecting information and checking any surveillence that was not turned off. They created a holographic murder board.
Liwu's mind raced, counting minutes which seemed to be going by quickly. She has a feeling the answer lay with the team and if they pushed hard enough, they would find answers before the clock run out. The method of death told a story. It was personal.
