"Her name is Zhou Ran." The middle-aged man spoke with certainty.
Shen Chi's expression remained unchanged, not a flicker of doubt in his eyes; he had already guessed this outcome.
"Are you sure that the woman who went to Xu Mengxi's house that year was this Zhou Ran?" Shen Chi asked.
"I've already said it was late at night. Judging from her figure and profile, she indeed resembled her, 70% sure," the man's gaze flickered.
Shen Chi sneered, "Based on this 70%, you plan to testify for Xu Chaomu in court?"
"I... I was forced," the man stammered, "but I didn't lie, nor did I do anything guilty; I just took some money, that's all."
"Who is the woman who found you?" Shen Chi continued his interrogation.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "I don't know her name. It was just a job for money; asking too many questions isn't good."
Shen Chi made a gesture to Xiao Mo, who immediately took out a photo of Bai Man from his phone and showed it to the middle-aged man.
"Is it this woman?"
