"I told you already, no."
Lying.
"Lift your head," Luke said sternly, "Osmon, do you not understand the severity of the situation right now? Someone has been poisoned to death.
The police will conduct extensive and multifaceted inquiries and investigations, not just questioning you alone.
There are so many people in your store, I will take their statements after I've finished yours.
Don't think that the police won't know just because you lie."
Osmon's expression turned ugly, still bowing his head in silence.
Luke scolded, "I'll say it again, lift your head."
Osmon slowly lifted his head, and Luke continued, "Osmon, I'm going to ask you again, has there been a similar poisoning incident before?"
"Uh... I don't know if it counts as a poisoning incident, but indeed, there have been customers who complained about getting a stomachache because they bought something from the store."
"Then why didn't you say that earlier? Why did you lie?"
