"You cops really are interesting. None of you know if you'll live to see tomorrow, yet you're always thinking about your brothers."
Knowing he could no longer prevent his identity from being exposed, Seventh Master simply faced it calmly.
He waved for Q and J to surround Zuo Ju, then sat down composedly. "Since you didn't betray Overlord, he must still be alive?"
"Take a guess." Zuo Ju gave a mysterious smile.
The more confident he appeared, the less Seventh Master dared to act rashly.
If Overlord was right outside, Q and J might not be able to stop him.
"Overlord faked his death so you could gain my trust?"
Seventh Master picked up the remote control and lowered the television's volume, asking patiently, "You were under my surveillance the entire time. How did you conspire with Overlord to fake his death?"
He could accept losing, but not without knowing how.
The man who controlled the Dragon Kingdom's largest investment company now exuded an air of authority every bit as imposing as Yang Huaimin's.
"Was that hard? I used my phone." Zuo Ju waved his phone with a smile.
"Impossible. We planted a Trojan on the phone we gave you long ago. We could intercept every message you sent and even monitor your chat apps."
Q shook his head firmly. He refused to believe Zuo Ju could have passed messages to Overlord while his phone was monitored and the company's assassins watched his every move.
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