"Bai Wei, after I went back, I poured out the cup of water," Adelle said, "I never checked to see if there was poison in that water until the end."
"...Why?"
"Because..." Adelle lowered her head, whispering softly, "I don't know which outcome I could accept less. Whether it was my friend whom I regarded as a dear sister trying to kill me, or that I had killed innocent her."
Then there was another long silence.
"This... This is indeed a creative story," Hewinia said, "At least I didn't see the ending coming, but what I don't understand is why you are telling me all this. Aren't you afraid I'll report you?"
Adelle laughed and patted the bed she sat upon, "The current murderers can't be found, let alone those from twenty years ago. As long as the victim isn't Golden Note, nobody cares."
Although Adelle spoke jokingly, Hewinia could still hear the inescapable melancholy in her tone.
