Zhou Yu pointed at him, unable to speak for a long time. Jun Ye's sarcastic jokes could stifle a person.
Back to business. Zhou Yu these past two days had gone to a certain prison, luckily near Northeast, not far from Hebei, making the trip quick. Yes, she found the electric water heater supplier who had framed Uncle Zheng twenty years ago. As she had guessed, this supplier was eventually caught by the police.
Why could she be so sure this person was the one she was looking for?
Carrying this question, Zhou Yu, with a try-and-see attitude, personally went to the prison to ask. Her methods could be described as both coercion and inducement.
Knowing this person had been in prison for so long, always without a chance to get out. Needless to say, it was the result of having no money and no connections. Zhou Yu told him if he could provide some useful clues, that would be self-incrimination, he could apply for a sentence reduction.
