Chi Jiao observed Zhou Xiaoyong's expression and suddenly curled her lips into a cold smile. "There's no need. Look at him. He doesn't seem to know that his brother is dead. If we tell him now, it might cause panic. Let's lie in wait. If the murderer attacks again, we'll make our move as well. Before that, let's just wait and see."
Chi Jiao was actually rather annoyed with Zhou Xiaoyong's current smug manner. It wasn't that she didn't wish to upset him, but that she wanted to catch the murderer.
The two of them waited quietly.
Suddenly, Zhou Xiaoyong made a move.
A bouncer approached him and whispered in his ear. He seemed to have realized something and looked in Quan Jue and Chi Jiao's direction.
"He recognized us. Our cover is blown," Quan Jue said with certainty.
"In that case, let's take the initiative to attack." When Chi Jiao saw Zhou Xiaoyong standing up and looking like he wanted to leave, she didn't give him any chance.
