บท 404: Poison

Shi Man put away her whip and sat back in the chair in front of the interrogation room. She took a sip of the tea on the table. "Tell me. If you hide anything, you know the consequences."

The chauffeur casually wiped the sweat off his forehead and nodded. "I know. The person I contacted used a virtual number. I've never met him, but I can tell that his accent doesn't sound like a local."

Shi Man slowly put down her teacup and said calmly, "You mean he's not from G City?"

"Yes, he's more like a southerner, but he's been through voice change during the call. I'm not sure which city he's from." The chauffeur lowered his eyes and his eyeballs darted around. He said thoughtfully, "Besides, I think he's very familiar with the goal of today's mission."

Shi Man slammed the table and asked with a straight face, "Why do you say that?"