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Chapter 665 Is there a future?

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    "Smoke." Jiang Yan said impatiently.

    Only then did Xia Yiyi let go.  After lighting the cigarette, Jiang Yan took a sharp puff, and then exhaled a smoke ring: "Those names are"

    While she was talking, Xia Yiyi was remembering.

    The police station in the imperial capital has already sorted out the missing persons, and Xia Yiyi has heard of some names, including ordinary students and undercover police officers sent by the police station.

    As I wrote down one stroke at a time, my heart became heavier and heavier.

    Sometimes Jiang Yan would talk about the causes of these people's deaths. Some of them were "handled" by An Zhiman when their identities were discovered, and some simply committed suicide because they couldn't accept the fact that they had fallen.

    As for why Jiang Yan knew these things, it was probably because An Zhiman and the others showed her on purpose, in order to make an example of others.

    "any left?"

    He kept writing, and in the end, he only remembered less than ten names.

    Jiang Yan snuffed out the first cigarette and lit the second one.

    Her hands finally stopped shaking, but when talking about these people, she sometimes wondered, would it be better if she died directly?

    "Okay," Xia Yiyi closed the notebook, put back his pocket, "I still want to ask you, what did An Zhiman arrange for you survivors to do, and what exactly did you do in the Valita nightclub?"

    In fact, Xia Yiyi had a rough guess in her heart, but she still had to listen to Jiang Yan's own words to confirm it thoroughly.

    "Do you need to ask me?" Jiang Yan sneered, but now she was blunt, "A woman works in a nightclub and has cut off contact with her family and school. What kind of work can she do? To put it bluntly, she is a high-class prostitute."  .¡±

    Do you know who is behind An Zhiman?  Xia Yiyi can't believe that the entertainment industry is too complicated

    I only know the common people, but I don't know anything else. This is what I overheard, and I don't know anything else.

    ? Although she, Jiang Yan, does look plain compared to Xia Yiyi, but she has a pure student spirit, and she is indeed a student of a prestigious university, some people like this.

    For example, her most important benefactor is now in his fifties. He usually has a bad temper, but he is quite generous to her.

    "Where do you usually stay?"

    "One side of the nightclub is a warehouse, and the other side is

    It is where we homeless people live.  "Since she started working in this nightclub, she has rarely come out.

    So what if you come out, anyway, you can't go back to the past.

    The people in the nightclub were not worried that she would run away, because she was already inseparable from those depraved drugs.

    "Return it to you." Xia Yiyi put the pendant back in Jiang Yan's hand, "Put the things away."

    She didn't say anything more.

    This person's life was indeed ruined by An Zhiman and by drugs. She is not the person in charge, so naturally she has no right to stand on the moral high ground and accuse Jiang Yan of not being firm enough.

    Jiang Yan wiped her tears and stood up: "Can I go?"

    "No." Xia Yiyi shook her head and refused.

    "What exactly do you want?" Jiang Yan's face changed, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous when she thought that she had released the golden master pigeon and came out with her.

    A mocking smile appeared on Xia Yiyi's face: "Why are you nervous? Do you think I can let you go back if I get you out?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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