Xiao Juan had seen all kinds of suspects, but he had also seen people as extreme as Madam Jiang. At this moment, his reaction was very calm.
"Your life is your own. If you insist on seeking death, no one can stop you. But regardless of whether you're dead or alive, the crimes you committed will be recorded. Your suicide from fear of crime will also be made public as an example."
In other words, even if Madam Jiang was dead, she was still a criminal. These words extinguished Madam Jiang's last hope.
Her entire body seemed to have been sucked dry. The hairpin in her hand fell to the ground, and her body went limp.
Yu Sheng and Yu Pingping hurriedly supported her while Yu Kangtai heaved a sigh of relief.
Meng Xizhou strode forward and reached out to drag Madam Jiang up from the ground. He took out a pair of shackles and cuffed Madam Jiang's wrist.
