"Madam, you're putting me in a tough spot!"
Jian Xi clutched his shoulders, her eyes brimming with a frantic desperation. "Yan Qing, you are utterly loyal to Si Yuhuan. I don't want to make things difficult for you. Murder is a crime, but my son is gone. I have to find him, or else I'd rather go to hell with all of you."
Yan Qing was shaken by the Jian Xi before him. He couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Director Si didn't take..."
"I want to know everyone he has met in these past three months!"
Yan Qing sighed helplessly. "It doesn't hurt to tell you."
「Half an hour later.」
Jian Xi staggered out, her gaze hollow and lifeless. She spoke faintly, "Brother Wu, let everyone go."
"No, I..."
"They're all Si Yuhuan's men, not the masterminds. What could they possibly know? Besides, most of these bodyguards are local hires; it's pointless to keep them."
Jian Yanjun wasn't convinced. "That Yan Qing must still be able to tell us something."
