"Whether it's true or not doesn't matter." Xu Huo knew that the most likely fate for the ticket-holding players—whether they had come with the Kong siblings or not—was to be silenced. And as the person they were protecting, Dr. Deng could also be abandoned when it came down to it.
"It doesn't matter?" Wan Yunrong asked in disbelief. "If there are still people among us working for the Kong siblings, won't the rest of us be in danger?"
"We still have to act together. If someone turns on us at a critical moment, we could all lose our lives."
"What I mean is that we don't need to waste time fighting among ourselves right now," Xu Huo said. "We're all staying together, so we can keep an eye on one another. Do you have any evidence for your suspicions?"
Wan Yunrong was at a loss for words. Forget the others—she hadn't even noticed that Ge Pan was up to something.
"What about Zhu Ruomin and Mao Wei?" Miao Yu asked.
At the very least, the three of them had been working together. Ge Pan had admitted that he was doing the Kong siblings' bidding, while Mao Wei and Zhu Ruomin were also ticket-holding players who had infiltrated the group to help someone else. There was no disputing that.
"Ge Pan and Mao Wei let Zhu Ruomin escape," Xu Huo said. "Mao Wei is dead, and Zhu Ruomin's whereabouts are unknown. Of course, she might have already joined up with the Kong siblings. And there's also Qiu Xiangdong."
When he mentioned Qiu Xiangdong, he looked at Ge Pan. Ge Pan said, "I don't know Qiu Xiangdong."
"One more question," Xu Huo said. "Did the player with the Vacuum Cleaner really die?"
Ge Pan stared at him. "What do you think?"
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