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... plied expressionlessly, "No!"

 The middle-aged man continued to ask: "Have you ever sold the association's internal information?"

Sheilagui replied, "No!"

 “Have you ever done anything that damages the reputation of the association?”

 This problem is actually quite broad.

Wu Heng glanced at Xila Gui to see how she would answer.

 “No!” Sheilagui replied again.

 Shuashuashua~!

 Following Sheila Gui’s answer, the two investigators standing be ...

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