Jiang Yi nodded and asked, "What about Zhao Li? Since Ji Meishu has been caught, Zhao Li is bound to be implicated."
Wen Suihan replied truthfully, "I asked the police about Zhao Li, but they said they went to the place where Zhao Li had stayed to arrest him, and he was already gone. He must have gotten the news beforehand and escaped. But he can't hide for long, sooner or later he'll be caught."
Jiang Yi couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Actually, Jiang Yi didn't sleep all night last night; her mind was continuously thinking about one thing.
In her heart, she hoped that her mother's death was connected to Ji Meishu.
As long as the real murderer who harmed her mother was Ji Meishu, then there would be no more obstacles between her and Wen Suihan.
But private wishes aside, she remained rational.
At the same time, she hoped that Ji Meishu wasn't the one who killed her mother, because a person as good as her mother dying at her hands would be a desecration.
