Lin Yi's words were not intended for Granny Sun, but for the murderer!
Time ticked by, second by second, continuing for almost half a minute.
Just as Lin Yi was about to let go, he suddenly heard a calling from outside the courtyard.
"Old Mrs. Sun, I've left the stuff at your doorstep, take them back yourself."
Hearing someone talking outside, Lin Yi released his grip, shuffled a few steps to the side, and glanced outside.
He saw three people standing outside, carrying groceries such as rice and cooking oil, all placed near the entrance, with no intention of delivering them inside.
At the same time, the people outside also noticed Lin Yi, and they immediately stopped their movements.
Lin Yi walked over. The one leading was a middle-aged man, in his fifties, another was Zhang Long, and the third one Lin Yi did not recognize, but seemed to be a local from the village.
