Du Jia anxiously helped her up, then glanced at the group of people in the room with their icy expressions. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Neither of them were easy to deal with, so why did he always end up in this kind of trouble?
Du Jia hesitated for a moment, then decided that Banxia and the others would be easier to talk to: "Banxia, Nanxing, Su Yao..." He greeted them one by one, and then asked, "Have you seen Hao Jian, Wu Qiang, Gao Jun, and Zhu Yong last night and today?"
Nanxing calmly replied, "We haven't heard of these names."
Du Jia then realized he hadn't explained clearly: "The man who clashed with you yesterday is named Hao Jian. Wu Qiang, Gao Jun, and Zhu Yong are the names of the other three survivors."
"Never seen it before."
Nan Xing remained calm. He had only seen a few corpses; how could that be considered as having seen them all?
"I don't believe it!" The woman struggled to her feet, pointing at Banxia, her eyes flashing with a venomous glint. "My son clearly..."
"Madam!" Du Jia quickly stopped her. How could such words, which would damage the official image, be said in public?
After the conflict between Hao Jian and Ban Xia and others, Hao Jian and his group held a grudge. After being taken to the base yesterday, they somehow struck up a conversation with Ma Jun, the division commander's son. Then, they secretly left the base together last night and have not returned since.
They suspected something had happened to the group, which was why they came looking for them. However, they had no proof that the group had come here, and Nanxing and the others were completely unresponsive, making things quite difficult.
Moreover, Du Jia smiled bitterly, "Even if it's proven that Ma Jun died at the hands of Nan Xing and his group, so what?"
This is the end times where the strong rule!
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