"Zhou Xufang left it in the changing room, it's Luo San's necklace."
Jiang Zhi picked up the necklace, examining it closely in his palm. The metal disc was polished smooth, coin-sized, probably because the owner often touched it. The engraved script 'Zhou Xufang' had become shallow from frequent handling.
This necklace looked quite old.
Jiang Zhi carefully pocketed the necklace and looked up at Tang Xiang, "Just say it, what's your purpose?"
Tang Xiang didn't beat around the bush; she got straight to the point, "There weren't many who knew about the Luo Family's great fire that year, Fang Dashun is one, but he doesn't trust me."
That's why she pulled Jiang Zhi into this.
What she couldn't find, with Jiang Zhi's means, if he was willing, he could certainly pull it out.
Jiang Zhi didn't confirm nor deny, counter-asking, "Do you think I would trust you?"
"Since you know Luo San was a girl, you should also guess who hid her gender."
It was Tang Xiang's parents.
