"Officer... we, we really don't know where the person in charge went. We are just workers."
A certain foreign trade company.
A group of skinny, dark-skinned men crouched on the ground with their hands over their heads, trembling.
Surroundings.
Menacing soldiers holding guns, the black muzzles aimed cruelly at them.
Suddenly.
A strong stench hit them.
Even in a state of panic, the employees kneeling on the ground could not help but curse internally.
Who the hell wet themselves out of fear!
It wasn't just psychological torture; even their bodies were under duress.
If these employees were lambs to be slaughtered, then Wei Yi was undoubtedly the butcher holding their fates.
He had already given the order to search and was now awaiting results.
"Report, nothing found."
"Nothing in the factory either."
"Nothing in the transport convoy."
The teams of soldiers returned one by one from their assigned tasks.
The results were remarkably consistent.
