"..."
At this time, Sister Wang completely gave up hope of survival and sat in the corner with empty eyes. The only thing he wanted was the word death.
"I..."
She paused for a moment, then said faintly, "I have been cooperating with the Demon Clan for a long time and am responsible for... looking for opportunities to transport some Human Race boys to the Demon Clan, Child..."
As soon as these words are spoken, the next thing becomes unimportant.
According to Sister Wang's dictation, she had been bewitched by the Demon Clan many years ago and joined Demon Clan's camp for the sake of profit.
And during this period, he continued to take advantage of the convenience of being a member of Soul Hunt to help him cover up the evidence of his crime.
Until three years ago, what he had done was discovered by Soul Hunt.
But when they reported this matter, they were left in the dark, and in the end they only conveyed a message of silence among everyone.
This also allowed Sister Wang to survive for three more years.
"Transportation route, identity of the other party, how to contact..."
Yu Mo frowned slightly, and his voice became much colder.
Even he didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary Sister Wang could actually do such a big business.
And I don't know how many people like this there are in Human Race.
After deciding to tell everything, Sister Wang had no intention of concealing it anymore. He told all these things in detail, and finally looked at Yu Mo hopefully. "I... can I sleep now?"
"Just sleep for a while... sleep for a while..."
She looked at Yu Mo with eyes full of prayer, but after seeing Yu Mo's cold gaze, she felt a little afraid. "You... you promised me."
"Hmm."
"I did say that."
Yu Mo looked at the interrogation transcript recorded by the staff and nodded lightly. "But... I have never been trustworthy."
"When you die, you will sleep forever."
"If you just sell the internal information of Human Race, maybe... you still have a chance to survive..."
Yu Mo didn't finish what he said. He just calmly turned his head and looked at the Light Group staff member. "Stay with her for another day and night, and then... kill her."
"I hope you enjoy the last 24 hours of your life."
While he was talking, Yu Mo had already pushed Wheelchair away, and never looked at Sister Wang again. Only Sister Wang was left sitting alone on the ground, miserable and helpless, with eyes full of resentment, looking at Yu Mo's leaving back and cursing crazily.
But Yu Mo did not look back, but gradually disappeared from Sister Wang's sight.
"She does this in a very secretive way. Even when communicating with the Demon Clan on weekdays, she uses Soul Hunt's original code words and never takes the initiative to attack."
"Demon Domain, don't touch this line yet. Later, you and Elder Xin will transform, pretend to be teenagers and get in, and give them a big one."
"These guys..."
"Damn."
Outside Interrogation Room, Yu Mo said calmly to the phone, and then hung up the phone.
At this time, inside Mobei City.
Yu Sheng is like working at Xinfа Media. He comes almost every day and has never been absent. As a result, these people have become numb and accustomed to it from being weird at the beginning. They even default to seeing Yu Sheng when they go to work.
Moreover, the background of Yu Sheng seems to be particularly mysterious. Ink Pavilion, who can mobilize Mobei City with just one phone call, is untouchable and has no choice but to accept it.
The most important thing is that Yu Sheng is very quiet and never disturbs their work. He only appears in the company on time when he goes to work. He brings a Small Folding Stool with him and sits in the corner familiarly. He sits there all day long and never speaks.
When he gets off work in the evening, he will leave on time.
During this period, Yu Sheng's only action was to see if the receptionist had come to work.
Until Yu Sheng received a call from Yu Mo...
"This way..."
"That makes sense."
"Why is Soul Hunt in a silent state, and someone will wipe her butt for her?"
"Perhaps Demon Clan feels that... Sister Wang was handled internally by Soul Hunt. This matter has nothing to do with the Ink Pavilion."
"It's their underworld's job."
"That receptionist is most likely also from the Demon Clan, but he is hidden in Soul Hunt's territory, dark under the lights."
"Xinfа Media..."
On this day, Yu Sheng finally stopped getting off work on time. Instead, after hanging up the phone to Yu Mo, he put away his mail and walked out of Xinfа Media in the curious eyes of a group of people. He looked at this slightly old building and fell into a state of trance.
"A company of Mobei City..."
"A gathering of three forces."
"Yu Sanshui, Soul Hunt, Demon Clan, and Mobei City all left their own footprints."
"Demon Clan is here, is it a coincidence?"
"Or..."
Yu Sheng frowned slightly, and after a long time, he silently returned to his hotel.
The next day.
Xinfа Media The latest issue of the newspaper has finally been released and will be delivered to the homes of every subscriber on time by delivery personnel.
Among them, the advertisement of Yu Sheng is particularly eye-catching.
It's like dropping a pebble into the deep water. Although it looks calm on the surface, secretly, there is an undercurrent surging.