"It's totally falling apart."
Perhaps scared, Louisa's hands were slightly trembling; her voice was no longer as proud as before. She carefully explained to Luo An:
"Triss got off work yesterday, brought two bottles of wine to my house.
As we drank, she started crying, talking about how she's under too much pressure, life is too crazy, she wants to die but is afraid to die, and all sorts of chaotic things.
Triss's words were disordered, jumping from one thought to another, but not delving deep, so I didn't understand much, and could only keep comforting her..."
Hearing Louisa's words, Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly, keenly catching a few key points.
At this moment, Mona walked over, giving Luo An an "OK" gesture.
"Thank you, Louisa, your words are very helpful to us."
Nodding subtly, Luo An led Louisa aside to sit down and continued asking:
"Do you know anything about Triss's personal life? Does she go to nightclubs? Does she use cocaine? Does she have a boyfriend?"
