For those unaware, Gao Zhitin's request seemed a bit odd.
However, no one present found it strange.
Lu Heng smiled, accommodated his request, stood up, and extended his left hand; covering Gao Zhitin's mouth from behind with it, he then lifted his right hand, mimicking an injection action near his neck:
"Like this?"
At that moment, Gao Zhitin's pupils contracted sharply, because the sensation was too familiar.
His heart pounded wildly, he gasped for breath, "It was you, wasn't it?"
Lu Heng laughed heartily, sat back down in his chair, and said to Chen Linian, "Does your apprentice also use intuition to solve cases? Did he learn that from you?"
Chen Linian had regained his composure and said leisurely, "My intuition is seldom wrong."
Lu Heng teased, "Too bad intuition can't count as evidence."
Actually,
Chen Linian already knew clearly what had happened.
This was a struggle between two forces, and it was impossible to clearly state who was right or wrong.
