"I saw it,"
the pale little boy said with a hint of timidity still lingering on his face, yet his gaze was remarkably steadfast as he looked at the two car owners and spoke word by word.
"He did it."
The boy's plump, slightly dimpled fingers pointed towards the small Fat Man who hadn't shown his face.
"Chen Bo said he had never seen how a firecracker explodes in a bottle, and didn't know if it could shatter a car's window glass. He said he had to personally try it out to learn the skill,"
When most children spoke, there was generally not much logic to their words. However, the boy in front of them spoke clearly and concisely, not only identifying the instigator but also explaining his motive for committing the act.
——Tsk, tsk, tsk!
What motive for committing the act?!
He Qing couldn't help but spit in contempt at herself, having talked with Gu Ping a bit too much; now her mouth was full of such official-sounding nonsense—what kind of bad habit was this?!
