Qin Huan, "Speak."
A plain, unremarkable voice, but it carried a fearsome undertone.
Xiaoying looked up, trembling as she glanced at Qin Huan, then at Huo Jinnan, "It… it seems to be targeting Mr. Huo and Mayor Jinnan…"
Her voice grew weaker and weaker until it was almost inaudible.
Qin Huan frowned, "Why?"
Xiaoying quickly shook her head, "I… I don't know about that."
Qin Huan, "What else do you know?"
Xiaoying, "That's all I know."
Qin Huan took a deep breath and looked at Xiaoying, thinking that she should usually receive real-time orders from Wu Long, right?
Thinking of this, she asked in a low voice, "How do you usually pass on messages?"
Xiaoying bowed her head, her voice growing softer, "When the people from the trash station come to pick up the garbage, they place a scrap of paper in the trash can. When I go to throw out the garbage, I can see it, and after reading it, I put it back in the trash. They take it away the next day."
