Allen Rivera froze upon hearing this.
Jane McCain snapped out of it and mumbled while touching her cheek, "That's not right... If someone wanted to steal it, wouldn't it be easier to just take the ring? Why take off the gemstone?"
Jane McCain gave Allen Rivera an awkward smile, "I must have made a mistake, I was just speaking off the cuff."
"No, you didn't make a mistake," Allen Rivera said, "If they simply took the ring, there would certainly be marks left on the finger of the corpse. But by taking the gemstone off the ring, the police would only think that the ring itself is designed to be hollow."
Jane McCain's face turned pale, "Are you saying... the hand in the photo is the hand of the corpse?"
Allen Rivera seemed to ignore her words and directly took out the photo again, placing it in front of Jane McCain —
The photo was a close-up of a hand, a pale hand half-floating and half-submerged in blood-red water, with a platinum ring on its slender ring finger.
