As He Ao tossed the Walkie-Talkie back into the Blood Pool, the blood on the Short Sword finished running off, leaving its silver blade glinting coldly under the Moonlight.
He Ao sheathed the Short Sword in the scabbard hidden behind his back and looked at the Gaunt Man, who was completely frightened. "Open your mouth."
The Gaunt Man looked at He Ao's icy face, shuddered, and slowly opened his mouth.
Something sweet was tossed into his mouth.
This should be the antidote.
That was what he thought.
It was even a little sweet.
The sugar slightly calmed his panicked emotions.
At that moment, he realized that the youth before him, who looked like a demon from hell, had just saved him.
If the other party had arrived any later, he might have been the one lying on the ground.
"What do you know about the I-27 Mechanical Arm operating accident from a month ago?"
Seeing the Gaunt Man gradually calm down, He Ao shook out his sleeve and asked softly, "Other than what everyone already knows."
"I..."
The Gaunt Man did not know why He Ao was asking about this. He paused and thought seriously for a moment.
Watching his expression and movements, He Ao knew he had asked the right question.
People who got along well with foremen were usually well-informed.
Although Joey had some information about his parents' deaths, most of it had come from the factory or the Investigation Team. There were surely rumors among the workers that he had been unable to uncover.
"There is one piece of news," the Gaunt Man said after thinking for a moment. "Not many people know it. The foreman told me."
He looked up at He Ao. "That couple who had the accident applied for a transfer before, but it