Cheng Lingfei composed herself, and her eyes once again grew cold. "Detective Zhao," she said, "you must be thinking that there can't be just one reason for me to kill Wu Fangfang! I surely didn't kill her just because she was annoying!"
In fact, Zhao Yu had really wanted to ask that, but he didn't want to make such a bold move.
Cheng Lingfei answered her own question. "Yes, before Wu Fangfang poured the wine on me, you caught had Jiang Ke. Jiang Ke's arrest worried me a great deal! Although I was sure that he wouldn't give me up, in order to stabilize my people, I had to help him."
"You should know how hard it was. We had no people in the prison. I thought for a long time, then I found you. Your presence was my greatest anxiety. I'm not boasting. Jiang Ke's robbery in Yaoming was flawless. I firmly believed that even if the police had finally figured out our robbery plans, they couldn't catch Jiang Ke."
