Chapter 27: 027: Jiang Zhi is very bad
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Xue Baoyi rembered, “The one you brought back from Da Mai Mountain five years ago?”
Qiao Nanchu responded with a hum.
Xue Baoyi fell silent.
That girl was sowhat special, she was mute and deaf. Qiao Nanchu’s stepmother was a ruthless woman; she abandoned the girl to marry into the Qiao Family. The girl was different from ordinary people; she was born with disabilities due to being the product of close relatives. In the backward and feudal place like Da Mai Mountain, five years ago, the people there wanted to drown the girl. It was rumored that it wasn’t the first ti they had ‘punished’ her.
Qiao Nanchu brought the girl to the Imperial City.
At the ti, Xue Baoyi had asked him why he brought that burden along.
How did he reply back then?
“Maybe I’m just kind-hearted.”
Kind-hearted, my ass!
Xue Baoyi thought for a while, “Nanchu, seriously, are you raising a wife or a daughter?”
None of them were saints, helping a little girl for no reason? He didn’t believe there weren’t ulterior motives.
Qiao Nanchu didn’t joke around with him, “Mind your own business. If you keep talking, I’ll throw you out.” He glanced at Jiang Zhi, who was curled up on the sofa. “Cold?”
“Yes.”
So damn delicate.
Qiao Nanchu went to get him a blanket and got down to business, “There was a ho invasion robbery last week, and this week, there was another theft.”
Jiang Zhi sat up, wrapped himself in the blanket, and lay back down. “What does it have to do with her?”
Xue Baoyi leaned in to listen.
Qiao Nanchu spread the docunts from the file on the table, pointing at the photos. “Traces were left at the scene, and her hat was found there.”
The hat had embroidery, the letter Z.
Jiang Zhi had seen that letter on the sleeve of that professional errand runner.
“It’s not her.”
Jiang Zhi spoke with certainty.
Qiao Nanchu smiled faintly, glancing at him. “Indeed, it’s not her. Our Criminal Investigation Team and the Intelligence Division have been chasing this for so long without finding a single clue. With her professional skills, how could she leave traces at the scene?” He tapped the photo with his finger intermittently. “Either it’s a setup, soone is trying to trouble her, or they’re trying to lure her out.”
“Who did she offend?” Xue Baoyi crossed his arms, tapping his foot, looking quite serious.
“There are many.” Qiao Nanchu casually listed a few. “Her peers, her clients, her clients’ rivals.”
If she were just an ordinary errand runner, it would be fine. But that Z, her capabilities were too strong. Even if she didn’t take on murder or arson requests, she would still be involved in many morally ambiguous areas. Naturally, many were watching her.
“Brother Zhi,” Xue Baoyi teased, “why are you so interested in this errand runner?”
Jiang Zhi lazily lowered his eyelids, nonchalantly replying, “She knocked out twice, I need to know who she is.”
“Love-hate relationship, huh?”
Jiang Zhi didn’t entertain his nonsense, “Did you find out about the milk?”
“Do I ever screw up what you ask to do?” Xue Baoyi put on an inviting look, “Just had soone send it to your email.” His face displayed a ‘Mr. is impressive’ expression.
Mr. really was impressive!
Ah Wan still admired Second Young Master Xue a lot, then used his phone to log into the employer’s email and pulled out the information to hand over.
It was just one page. Jiang Zhi glanced at it and his gaze froze.
“Boss!” Ah Wan exclaid, hunched over, peeking, “I see Miss Zhou’s na, right below yours!”
What a divine coincidence!
He always said these two were ant to be. Miss Zhou even bought the milk to give to the employer, sending a total of three boxes. For a poor girl like Miss Zhou who worked multiple jobs to barely make ends et, to give such expensive milk, she must really like the employer… huh?
“Miss Zhou bought over thirty boxes!” Ah Wan was shocked!
Jiang Zhi raised his eyes, giving a cold glance.
Ah Wan stepped back and silently wondered, did Miss Zhou spend all her savings on milk?
“I’ve investigated everyone inside. The ones circled in red are all likely to be that errand runner. Also, I checked Zhou Xufang’s background, it’s as clean as a whistle, nothing special. She has very little in terms of assets, the house she’s living in is still registered under soone else’s na. But, it could be hidden deeply.” Xue Baoyi paused, feeling the need to ntion, “She lives alone, an orphan.”
Jiang Zhi’s lowered eyelashes fluttered montarily, lost in thought, then closed again.
Xue Baoyi noticed, this Zhou Xufang seed a bit special to Jiang Zhi. Exactly how special? Without Jiang Zhi saying, no one could guess. His thoughts were always hard to gauge.
This matter could wait. Qiao Nanchu kicked Xue Baoyi’s pant leg, “Baoyi, go downstairs and get my package. I have sothing to discuss with Jiang Zhi.”
Although Xue Baoyi was unhappy, he moved his feet, “You all just keep ordering around. What a pain you all are!”
Ah Wan was still imrsed in the sadness that Miss Zhou was an orphan. Only when his employer called him did he co back to his senses.
“You go help.”
“Oh.”
Once everyone was sent away, Qiao Nanchu spoke, “That dical project has been secured. However, JC has gained a lot of fa this ti, the Jiang Family and the Lu Family have noticed sothing. They will probably start investigating JC’s background soon.”
It was a project supported from above. Many people wanted a piece of the pie, but JC swallowed it all without a word. From then on, in the Imperial City business world, who would dare underestimate this black horse that suddenly appeared?
Jiang Zhi appeared indifferent, “If you can’t cover it up, then show your face.”
Qiao Nanchu couldn’t figure out his ga plan, “You have enough capital now, when do you plan to settle accounts with the Jiang Family?”
He had been preparing for years; it was ti to stretch his muscles.
Jiang Zhi covered his mouth and coughed twice. He seed uninterested but his eyes turned sowhat gloomy, “Depends on my mood.”
Jiang Zhi was a very strange person.
More than ten years ago, they all lived in the compound. At that ti, there was him, Xue Baoyi, Xue Bingxue—they were the ‘little gang’ in the compound. Jiang Zhi was a sickly child; he didn’t even leave the Jiang Mansion, let alone make friends.
Later, during their middle school years, Xue Baoyi beca rebellious, hanging out with people outside and causing trouble. He ended up in a fight with a group of young people from society. The three of them got cornered in a secluded alley and took quite a beating. One fearless young man even pulled out a knife. Just as the knife was about to pierce Xue Baoyi’s stomach, Jiang Zhi, frail and sickly, walked out from the alley entrance with a baseball bat in his hand.
Though he seed weak, he sohow found the strength to break the ribs of the small gang leader. After the fight, Jiang Zhi fell unconscious for three days.
After that incident, Xue Baoyi regarded Jiang Zhi as his lifesaver, almost treating him like a deity.
Qiao Nanchu chuckled, still unable to understand him, “To what extent? Just a lesson, or bringing them down completely?”
“Nanchu.”
He didn’t even lift his eyelids and said nonchalantly, “Do you think I’m that kind-hearted?”
Qiao Nanchu was speechless.
Jiang Zhi once had a cat. He loved that cat dearly, even built a golden house for it. Later, the cat died mysteriously. Following that, certain people in the Jiang Family also mysteriously lost half their lives.
How ruthless Jiang Zhi could be, Qiao Nanchu couldn’t fathom even after knowing him for over twenty years. He rembered sothing Jiang Zhi said when he buried the cat.
“Killing is bad,” the sixteen-year-old boy knelt under the evergreen tree at the Jiang Mansion, digging the ground with his bare hands, dirtying his clean, thin hands. He then placed the cat’s body neatly in the soil, “If you’re dead, you won’t feel pain anymore.”
Whenever Qiao Nanchu thought of Jiang Zhi at that ti, chills would run down his spine.
In the small supermarket at Yuquan Bay, Wen Baiyang was packing up, getting ready to hand over to Zhou Xufang.
“Take this ho to eat.” Wen Baiyang handed Zhou Xufang a cloth bag containing two large lunch boxes, “I made a lot, keep the leftovers in the fridge.”
They contained shredded chicken and marinated chicken feet.
Wen Baiyang had ntioned last ti that she would make so for her.
“Okay.”
Zhou Xufang didn’t smile much, and her upward-curving lips appeared sowhat stiff, but she was happy. She moved over a carton of milk placed on the ground.
“For you,” she said, “this tastes really good.”
Wen Baiyang made a gesture with her hand, and Zhou Xufang, who had learned the simplest sign language, understood that she was saying thank you.
Then Wen Baiyang rode her second-hand bicycle ho with the milk, and Zhou Xufang thought, next ti she would give Wen Baiyang a new bicycle. Although she wanted to give a sports car, Wen Baiyang couldn’t hear, so she couldn’t drive a car.
At one in the morning, Zhou Xufang finished work and went ho with the shredded chicken and marinated chicken feet. As soon as she got ho, her computer started up automatically, and SpongeBob Squarpants patterns filled the screen.
“Ah Fang.”
Zhou Xufang put the shredded chicken and marinated chicken feet in the fridge.
Shuangjiang used red fonts, indicating urgency, “Soone is committing cris in your na.”
Zhou Xufang sat at the computer desk, which was piled high with milk cartons. She had bought more than thirty boxes, creating a wall of milk. Looking at the milk made her happy. She thought that next ti she would build a wall entirely of marshmallows and sit on it to eat.
She leaned forward and reached out to grab a can of milk, “Is it sothing serious?”
“Theft, robbery.”
Zhou Xufang frowned, her face cold. She never stole or robbed. She tore open two packets of marshmallows and poured them into a glass box to eat. She hooked her finger into the milk pull tab, pulled it off, then crushed it.
Shuangjiang typed quickly, lines of red text rolling out, “Recently we haven’t taken any big orders, the only people we’ve offended are Jiang Zhi and Luo Qing, but it could also be our peers. Many people have been trying to learn to be a professional errand runner recently.”
Zhou Xufang closed the marshmallow box, “It’s not Jiang Zhi.”
“Why?”
She frowned, thinking for a long ti for a reason, “He’s very good-looking.”
The SpongeBob on the computer screen lay still for half a minute before Shuangjiang typed back, “Ah Fang, good-looking people aren’t necessarily kind-hearted.”
Zhou Xufang had t very few people and knew little about human nature, but she still believed Jiang Zhi was a good person with a beautiful heart. So she argued, “He even gave a good review.”
“What kind of review?”
“For a food delivery.”
Zhou Xufang didn’t know that the good review—the one with hundreds of words praising the rider—was written by Ah Wan.
“Ah Fang,” the text on the computer screen changed from red to white, “There’s a new client.”
Zhou Xufang didn’t ask for specifics, she refused directly, “No more jobs, things aren’t peaceful right now. We are on vacation.”
Shuangjiang hesitated for a mont.
“It’s related to Jiang Zhi.”
Hearing this, Zhou Xufang’s mind went blank for a mont. She crushed the milk can in her hand.
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