Wang Shen shook his head. "Do you remember what that man looked like?" Wang Shen then steered the conversation back to the case itself.

"I can't see clearly. The light is so dim, I can't even see you clearly yet. But I'm very sensitive to handsome guys, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here." Liang Li picked up her drink, took a sip, frowned slightly, then put it down and, taking advantage of Wang Shen's inattention, poured herself another glass of wine. Liang Li picked up the glass, took another swig, and a look of intoxication appeared on her face. "However, I've seen that handsome guy more than once. Only, once it was his face, and once it was his back."

"What does that mean?" Wang Shen was unsure whether Liang Li's words were drunken ramblings or based on fact. In any case, they left Wang Shen somewhat puzzled.

"You know what, that bitch Sang, I treated her so well all this time, and now she's hooked up with some handsome guy and ignores me completely. Luckily I'm smart, I noticed she's been acting all mysterious lately, so I followed her. Guess what I found out?" Liang Li sat on the sofa, leaning back, head tilted back, grinning foolishly at Wang Shen. She held up one index finger, pointing to herself, then to Wang Shen. "I discovered her shady dealings. That handsome guy actually gave her money. Cash! Hahaha."

"Who gave her the money? The man who came to see her before? Did he give her cash? Why would he give her money?"

"Why?" Liang Li suddenly sat up straight on the sofa, flung her wine glass aside, spilling most of the wine with a clatter. "Why else! She's just a prostitute! But it's really unbelievable that her body is worth so much."

"Do you know how much money that handsome guy gave her?" Wang Shen looked at Liang Li curiously, not expecting to have so much tonight.

"Twenty thousand, I guess. Anyway, it was twenty thousand that time. I don't know about the others."

"Twenty thousand?" Wang Shen was somewhat surprised. This amount was clearly not something a woman like Sang could obtain by selling her body. Why would Sang receive this money? If Zheng Wu's testimony was accurate, he hadn't told Sang about murdering Han Shuang. Then this twenty thousand was the fee to get Sang to talk. From the beginning, someone had set up a series of traps for Zheng Wu. Giving cash directly was probably to prevent the police from discovering any clues during the subsequent investigation. Following this line of reasoning, Sang had seen that handsome man, and this handsome man didn't want the police to discover his existence. Therefore, Sang's existence was a threat. So… But Sang died in a traffic accident. If this was a premeditated traffic accident, how did the murderer plan it?

"What, you don't believe me?" Liang Li interrupted Wang Shen's thoughts, then feigned anger. "Let me tell you, I won't let her get away with this. Of that 20,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan ended up in my hands." Liang Li proudly boasted about her achievement.

"Huh?" Wang Shen looked at the drunk woman in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Do you know Scarface? I bet you don't. Let me tell you, don't touch Sang. She has a lover with a scar on his face, it's terrifying. And he's very controlling of Sang. Once at a bar, just because a guy said a few extra words to Sang, Scarface beat him up so badly he was black and blue. So, Sang is terrified of Scarface." From Liang Li's tone, Wang Shen could hear her disgust for Zheng Wu.

"But what does this have to do with the ten thousand yuan you received?" Wang Shen pushed the drink closer to Liang Li. He was worried that if Liang Li kept drinking like this, she wouldn't be able to get any more information out of him.

“Handsome, you’re not quite right in the head.” Liang Li pushed away her drink, still holding her glass. “Didn’t I tell you? That scarred guy is very controlling. If he finds out Sang is having affairs, he’ll beat her to death. So, consider that ten thousand yuan as hush money.” A smug smile reappeared on Liang Li’s lips. “But, he didn’t give me that ten thousand yuan unjustly. I just don’t understand what this woman was thinking. She suddenly said she wanted to be nicer to the scarred guy, but was afraid he’d ask where the money came from. So, I took her money, considering it a bonus service. I helped her lie to the scarred guy, saying she won ten thousand yuan in the lottery. But I still feel that the handsome guy gave her more than twenty thousand. Otherwise, she would have drunk that ten thousand yuan away in just a few drinks. Believe me, she’s not the kind of woman who would do something that loses money.” Liang Li picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp.