The players of District 009 were probably just too useless. This was all they had managed to investigate about Jiang Jiang's identity, and there was barely anything of value—especially the material concerning the final pursuit of her, which had been written in an extremely vague manner.
If a player had directly used a Ticket to leave the district, there indeed would not have been much to record. But Jiang Jiang had escaped repeatedly and reappeared repeatedly. She had held out in District 009 for a long time before finally leaving, yet the records had glossed over such a lengthy process in a single stroke.
"Come here." Xu Huo gestured for Mr. Mo to move closer.
"Were there any players here who took part in hunting her down?" he asked.
Mr. Mo instinctively wanted to speak, but he very naturally covered his mouth instead. He looked at Xu Huo, silently asking with his eyes whether he was allowed to open his mouth.
Xu Huo gave him a half-smiling look. "You've adapted well. Who could say your management handbook hasn't been effective?"
Mr. Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead. Answering was wrong, but not answering was wrong too. All he could do was force a smile and try to look a little more sincere. He was a politician, the product of compromise between several factions. He had little ability to protect himself and relied entirely on knowing which way the wind blew and reading people's expressions. He could not gauge Xu Huo's temperament, nor did he dare casually offer flattering remarks.
"Go on." Xu Huo shut off the projection screen, stretched his arms, and leaned back against the sofa.
"There were two." Mr. Mo did not hesitate at all. Neither was an A-class player, so he singled them out. "You two,