If you go to a charity auction, you can get several times more money...half of the money will be donated to the orphanage and the other half will go into your own pocket...Humph, that girl is very good at calculating."

Sacra looked at her with a jealous look on her face. She didn't dare to interrupt in such a topic, so she just laughed along with her.

Miss Nalan realized that she was a little out of sorts, coughed, and pretended to be careless:

"Now... please play the recordings of the two people below for me to listen to."

The two people in the cell obviously found the microphone. They only said three sentences for a long time. The record was already full, so they took it off and put it on a record player.

After the "hissing" sound, the conversation came out:

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"Sir, they may be interrogating us soon. Please think of what to say quickly."

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"Fuhai, tell me, how long will it take for them to discover that the 'Queen' in their hands is a fake?"

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"Fu Hai, we will confirm later that His Majesty is a fake and the real Majesty is still out there and has not been caught. This way they may relax their guard on His Majesty, and there is still hope for His Majesty to escape..."

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Miss Nalan's expression suddenly felt strange. She raised her head and looked at Sacra blankly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Na...Miss Nalan, you?"

Miss Nalan said categorically:

"Put it aside again!"

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I listened to it several times in succession.

She rested her elbows on the table, holding her chin, and kept identifying the voice of one of the people in her mind.

When he was captured by the sticky pole, he said something in the truck. But it was a real person's voice at the time, so nothing could be heard.

At this moment, the sound coming from the jukebox awakened the voice saved in her mind. The voice on the phone.

Miss Nalan licked her lips, squinted her eyes, and said word by word:
Chapter completed!