Wendy didn't anticipate such a swift change in my demeanor. Her slightly plump body froze for a moment. Then, she asked me in bewilderment, "You're talking about the herbal tea? What could be wrong with the herbal tea?"
In the immediate aftermath of a topic shift, the subconscious hasn't caught up, making it the hardest time to lie. So I was intently observing the subtle changes in Wendy's facial expression.
The result was quite disappointing. Aside from bewilderment, she showed no other emotions. This proved that Wendy wasn't the one poisoning the tea.
Although there were no clues from Wendy, at least one suspect was eliminated. I waved my hand dismissively, "It's nothing. I went to the kitchen to pour some milk last time and saw a stray cat darting around the herbal stove. I was
