As one of the suspects, it was inevitable that I would be interrogated.

"What is your relationship with your next-door neighbor? Any disagreements?"

I shook my head wildly, no way.

"I just met him because of this case. We hadn't talked before. I leave early and come back late, even though we're neighbors, we wouldn't see each other in a day. Moreover,

I heard he is a freelance artist and doesn't go out often."

The policewoman nodded, and I continued, "Officer, I'm really innocent. Although the knife is mine, it went missing a long time ago, and I don't know how it ended up at the crime scene."

"Do you remember when it went missing?"

When, I hadn't paid attention to that. I only remembered the day Ms. Zhang died, and then I suddenly raised my head and asked, "Where did you find that knife?"

"In the trash can not far from the crime scene. It was found by a cleaner the next day."

I suddenly trembled all over. The knife disappeared after my dad visited that day, and it just happened to be discovered in the trash can the next day. I quickly detailed everything to the police.

The police understood and immediately went to my father's house, but unexpectedly, they only found a cold corpse.

He actually committed suicide, even in death he didn't let me go.

He left a suicide note, every word in it was asking for my forgiveness, but everywhere it pointed to the grudge between me and Ms. Zhang. He wanted me dead.

Now there is truly no evidence, and any clues to prove my innocence are completely cut off. All that's left is to wait for the man to be caught.

When I came out, Li Jun was just being brought in for interrogation. He looked much more haggard than a few days ago, and only when he saw me did his expression show some excitement.

"Officers, I'm innocent, it's all her fault."

"Behave yourself." The officer guarding Li Jun wasn't as easygoing.

I glared at Li Jun. Everyone here is wrongly accused, except him. If it weren't for him, none of this would have happened.