He locked the door and walked to the bedside, "Does it still hurt? Are you feeling any better?"
"It doesn't hurt much anymore." Zhou Xufang pulled him to sit down, "Have they caught the culprit?"
He shook his head, "Jiang Chuan isn't the mastermind, someone else is using him to kill by proxy."
"Who?"
"Jiang Fuxi."
That must have been a scheme; Jiang Chuan wouldn't follow anyone's orders other than Xu Jiuru's.
"Moreover, there's no direct evidence pointing to her, and the law can't touch her."
It would have to be handled privately.
Jiang Zhi was apprehensive, "Xu Fang, if I catch her—"
Zhou Xufang nodded before he could finish, "I understand." He would deal with it in his own way.
"You're not going to try to talk me out of it?"
Zhou Xufang was a person of integrity and openness, unlike Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi had very little in the way of moral scruples.
