Manbao and Bai Erlang just sat there obediently, and Bai Shan finally cleared his throat and said, "I think there are two ways to clear Mr. Zhuang of the false charges. First, we could find the person who stole Mr. Zhuang's poems back then and have him publicly admit to it; second, we could get Chen Fulin to admit to it himself."
Manbao: "Chen Fulin isn't stupid, why would he admit to it?"
Bai Shan: "We could trick him into talking."
Bai Erlang asked, "Is it like what's written in those storybooks?"
Bai Shan nodded, "Roughly the same. When the time comes, we can ask Mr. Jiang and the others to testify. Now, let's rehearse what we should say to lead him into revealing the truth."
Just as they were contemplating, Mr. Zhuang, who had planned to step out for some fresh air, happened to overhear them. He shook his head and turned to leave, thinking it wouldn't be bad to let them run into a stumbling block.
