Give you a chance to say it yourself. By the time I do, you're going to end badly."

I kept silent, shrugging off Tu Benson's threats.

Next to him, the man in sunglasses asked, "What you said is true?"

"It's true."

"Which junior class graduated?"

"I can't say."

Tu Bensen immediately shouted, "Don't pretend to me."

I replied coldly: "The person who signed the confidentiality agreement with me at that time told me that the name of the junior class can only be told to the eighth sword bearer in Fangzhou."

"You can go and ask the eighth and ninth sword-wielders."

Tu Bensen's eyes pierced my eyes: "The code of the person who signed the confidentiality agreement with you at that time?"

"I don't know."

"Name?"

"I don't know."

Tu Bensen slapped the table, and his cold voice was terrible: "How can you not know? You're lying. Tell me honestly, who sent you?"

I tilted my head and closed my eyes, not responding.

The man in sunglasses thought for a moment and said, "You can say the name of the junior class. I'm responsible for leaks."

I have seen the man in sunglasses and know that his secrecy level is seventh, two levels higher than Tu Benson.

The highest level of secrecy is level nine, and the level of the man in sunglasses is very high.

After two seconds of silence, I spoke.

"Hidden Element."

Yin Yuan came out, and I could clearly see that the man in sunglasses, who was as silent as dead water, quietly tightened his eyebrows.

Tu Bensen snorted coldly: "Continue editing." I'll see how long you make it up. If you don't believe me, I won't find you."

If I dared to slap Benson's face before I came in, I won't be afraid of him now.

I immediately replied, "It's my business to make it up. Check is your business. If you can't find out, you don't have the ability!"

All of a sudden, Tu Bensen was poked by me in the chrysanthemum, jumped up, and knocked over the chair: "You ......"

At this time, the man in sunglasses raised his hand slightly.

Tu Bensen's words were blocked in his throat.

A cigarette was handed to my lips, and I shook my head slightly.

The man in sunglasses took back his cigarette and lit it himself, and there was no emotion in his deep and quiet face: "The inquiry of the junior class is closed. I'll look into what you said. Go ahead and ask."

The hook is the mantissa code for Tu Bensen.

Listening to the words of the man in sunglasses, Tu Bensen was a little unwilling but helpless.

Then, Tu Bensen took out my tattered dispatch letter and gave me a knife directly!

"This unique dispatch letter will explain it."

The dispatch letter is my biggest weakness and my fatal flaw.

According to the regulations, the dispatch letter must be bright and tidy when it is handed over to the reporting unit, and it must be clean and clean.

Apparently my dispatch letter doesn't match at all!

My response to this was just three words: "I don't know."

Tu Bensen seemed to have expected me to answer like this, and immediately pulled out another original file signed and stamped by Ma Zhongchao for me to confirm, and then ruthlessly stabbed a red-hot knife in my soft underbelly.

"You said you joined Fangzhou seven years ago. The headquarters system doesn't have you. How do you explain that?"

Tu Bensen's knife directly killed me to the core.

Although I have entered Fangzhou now, Fangzhou also has my file, but I am not a person in the headquarters system.

Because, seven years ago, I didn't report to Fangzhou.

Because, my file in Fangzhou is a fake file arranged by Shi Lao for Ma Zhongchao.

Ma Zhongchao's fake file marked that I had joined the company seven years ago, but the file record number could not be found in the original file of the headquarters.

The branch file and the headquarters file do not match, such a mistake can know what the problem is even if a blind person touches his ass!

Such mistakes are the most fatal for people like us.

For the headquarters, it is absolutely forbidden to step on the red line!

I can't answer this question and I can't answer it!

As soon as I say that I didn't join the company seven years ago, then I'm completely useless.

Not only is it wasted, but in this life, it is very likely that you will have to stay somewhere for the rest of your life.

My scrapping is only one of them, and Ma Zhongchao also has to be scrapped.

With Ma Zhongchao's greedy urine and fear of death when he saw money, I didn't have to think about it to know that he would confess Shi Lao.

Once Shi Lao is behind the scenes, the name of Shi Lao's life will be completely abolished.

Thinking calmly, I recalled the situation when I met Shi Lao on the day of the report, and I still made the same response: "I don't know!"

Next, Tu Bensen led the interrogation. Kill move after move.

And my response is either I don't know, or I don't know.

The man in sunglasses sat next to him, smoking by himself, not interjecting or asking.

I don't want to say anything, Tu Benson can't do anything about me.

"Hard-mouthed, huh? I've seen too many people like you. There are too many trials. I've seen anything ten thousand times harder than your mouth."

"Do you want to hear what happened to them?"

Tu Bensen said this, proving that he had exhausted his donkey skills. I was not afraid to go back at all, and replied coldly: "In addition to being late and leaving early, what else can you do?"

"Take off this skin and walk out, and I can become a billionaire in a year. At most, you'll be a security guard and continue to take attendance."

When these words came out, the cold-faced recorder who was sitting in a precarious position suddenly knocked over the camera.

Immediately, the cold-faced recorder bent down to hold the camera.

The slender waist is facing away from Tu Benson, his head is drooping, his arms cover his face, his pink mouth is tightly pursed, and his high nose is clattering.

The moment the camera was straightened, the cold-faced recorder raised his eyebrows and glanced at me, and Danfeng's eyes revealed a ray of weirdness like looking at a dead man.

The man in sunglasses sat next to him, solemn as a mountain, standing still.

Tu Bensen was angry. He slapped the table several times in a row, and the face of the gloom was full of humiliated rage.

called out a few good words one after another, and Tu Bensen threatened in a cold voice: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears." Let you die to understand."

"Let me ask you, who gave you your passport and ID card on September 30th?"

Rumble!

A longsword missile exploded in front of my eyes. A huge shockwave tore me into dust.

It never occurred to me that Benson would ask me this question.

The appearance of Ge Li and Qi Yan came to mind, and the bits and pieces of getting along with them, Mu Ran responded.

"Nobody did it for me."

"How dare you lie!"

Tu Bensen slapped the table angrily, gloomy: "I checked. Before the age of twenty-seven, you have never applied for an identity card. September 30 is the first time you have applied for a passport and an identity card."

"I ask you. Since you don't have an ID card, how did you get into Fangzhou seven years ago?"

"How have you lived in the past seven years?"

This made me dumbfounded.

Oh, yes!

If I didn't have an ID card, how did I get here in the past seven years?

Tu Bensen grasped this point, rushed straight to me, pointed at my nose and asked sharply.

"Child teacher! You give me an honest account."

"Who gave you the passport and ID card?"

"Say!"

"Tell me!"

I raised my head, looked at Tu Bensen, and said indifferently, "Your wife did it for me at night."