"The two of you do not need to worry. The president has invited both of you to question Ning Qing's whereabouts. All you have to do is to answer truthfully." Zhu Rui said.
Invited?
The two journalists looked at the rope on their bodies, clicking their lips together.
Zhu Rui had a way with words, he did not divulge the severity of the situation. "Only need to answer truthfully." These words only held superficial meaning; it meant that if they lied, they had to bear the consequences on their own.
The journalist smiled and said," Young Master Lu, we will tell you the truth. About forty minutes ago we did see Miss Ning near the entrance of the secluded maple tree forest. At that moment, we wanted to give chase and interview her, but she hastily boarded a taxi."
The man on the sofa raised his eyebrows and did not speak.
"Taxi?" Zhu Rui quickly replied. "Can you recall what the number plate on the taxi?"
