“From the first time we met,” Zu An slowly said.

Zhang Zitong couldn't understand. She asked, “Is it because that turtle spirit in Blackwater Pool said that it was a woman who threw Golden Token Seven’s corpse into the lake? Do you think that was me?”

Zu An shook his head and said, “No. I just had a feeling that something was off with you from the moment we met.”

“What kind of reason is that?!” Zhang Zitong exclaimed, feeling really wronged. After working in this field for a long time, she knew about the power of intuition too. Once one developed suspicions toward someone, even if all of the evidence suggested that they were innocent, one still wouldn’t be able to get rid of those doubts. In the end, one would find proof that they were guilty. She had never expected to end up losing to that so-called intuition.

Zu An gave her a look, then looked at her long legs and said, “You are quite attractive,...