"How did you get involved with Zhao Jiu's gang?"
Sheng Siyuan was also sizing up this woman.
When he saw her cleaned up from head to toe, but only her face was still swollen like a pig's head.
Moreover, she was wearing a face mask.
His thin lips curved into an almost imperceptible sneer.
Yin Hehe hurriedly bowed her head and explained, "I... I was captured by them."
"Is that so?"
The man lazily sitting there countered with an indistinct emotion in his question.
Yin Hehe quickly swore, "It's true, I and... the doctor were both captured, and she is still on the ship... killed by Scarface."
The man: "..."
After a good while, his cool gaze finally drifted to the small table in front of him.
It was an autopsy report.
The owner of the report was the corpse of the woman from the ship, who was the doctor mentioned by this woman.
"Alright, I believe you. You can atone for your sins these few days here, and when we return to Jiangbei, I might consider letting you go."
