"Faced with someone who can poison even his own flesh and blood, he probably has a heart of stone long ago."
"Trying to change him with affection is futile unless he suddenly has a pang of conscience, otherwise..."
The instructor extinguished the cigarette butt, took a sip of the now cold tea, and nodded, "Behind closed doors, my concerns are about the same as yours."
"The psychological defense of such a desperado is probably not easy to break through."
"However, Jiang An always has many ideas. Maybe he can really have some breakthrough."
Li Jian stood up and walked to the window, "I think we need to prepare a backup plan. We can't put all our hopes on one plan."
"You mean..."
Zhang Chao, the instructor, pushed up his glasses and keenly caught the implication in his words.
"Seeking a second investigative route?"
Just as Li Jian was about to answer, a crisp and rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting their conversation.
"Come in."
The two spoke in unison.
