Chapter 963: Chapter 963: Singing in Harmony
Jiangli’s face darkened, “It’s her.”
Xia Xin and Master Wu were taken aback.
Weng Jingyun followed Jiangli’s gaze, “Abbot, are you sure it’s her who killed Zhou Shutong?”
“She carries karmic debts, the sins left after committing murder, they can’t be erased.” Jiangli said calmly, “Even if she didn’t kill Zhou Shutong, she’s killed others. Captain Weng, you’re the police, shouldn’t you be concerned about that too?”
Weng Jingyun paused, “That’s true.”
Jiangli looked at Xia Fangruo, “However, there’s no rush.”
Xia Fangruo stood at the door for a moment, glanced around, saw that Zhou Ming’s spot was good, and walked over there, her demeanor calm, with no trace of unease or guilt.
If she did it, her psychological resilience is extraordinarily strong.
Jiangli watched her without a change in expression.
The others, seeing her not move, didn’t move either.
Weng Jingyun stared at Xia Fangruo for a while and then said, “However, I see no spiritual energy on her; the dullness is heavy, she doesn’t seem like one from Xuanmen.”
“It’s not unusual for her not to be from Xuanmen. She only delivered the painting. If she was from Xuanmen, she would have done something or subdued the Ghost of the Painting for her own use, wouldn’t that be better? But she didn’t.” Jiangli replied.
Weng Jingyun understood Jiangli’s meaning.
He frowned again, “But we still have no way to determine if she tampered with it.”
Jiangli smiled faintly, “We’ll know soon enough.”
With that, Jiangli drank the rest of the beverage in one go, then stood up and walked toward Xia Fangruo and Zhou Ming.
Xia Fangruo had already reached Zhou Ming’s position, sat down across from him, her expression turned serious, as if she was softly consoling Zhou Ming about something.
Zhou Ming looked somewhat uneasy, mumbling and half-heartedly responding to Xia Fangruo.
Seeing Jiangli approach, Weng Jingyun and the others followed.
“What exactly happened to Shutong, haven’t the police given an explanation?” Xia Fangruo sat across from Zhou Ming, worried, “How could such a good child end up like this?”
She looked genuinely sincere, not like she was faking it.
Zhou Ming seemed confused, not knowing who was telling the truth between her and Jiangli.
At this moment, Jiangli’s voice rang out.
“You won’t get much from asking the police about Zhou Shutong’s death, but if you ask you, you might just get the truth.”
Xia Fangruo’s expression changed, she quickly turned her head and saw Jiangli standing not far behind them.
Jiangli stepped over and smiled at Xia Fangruo.
Xia Fangruo looked a bit flustered, glanced at Jiangli, then at Zhou Ming, “Brother Ming, who is she?”
Zhou Ming: “She…”
“Who I am isn’t important, what’s important is Zhou Shutong’s death.”
Jiangli smiled at Xia Fangruo, waved her hand, and a painting appeared on the table.
Xia Fangruo’s face changed when she saw the painting, a shiver ran through her heart as she looked at everyone, suddenly realizing.
She immediately turned to Zhou Ming, her eyes filled with tears, “Brother Ming, who is she, why is she talking crazy? Do you know her?”
Zhou Ming was at a loss for words.
Upon hearing this, Jiangli didn’t answer and continued on her own, “This painting is an antique, and judging by the era, it’s quite valuable. You asked Zhou Ming for a large sum, probably to buy this painting. Since it’s a painting circulating in the market, finding out who bought it should be quite simple, right?”
With that, she looked at Weng Jingyun beside her.
“Captain Weng, you’re the head of the criminal investigation team, this should be simple, right?”