Joey? That little brat without even parents, or just someone with the same name?
But judging from the words of the person behind him, it was likely that this Joey was the one he knew.
"How could that be!"
Slanca's first reaction was disbelief, those lowlifes...
He had just thought of standing up when He Ao's icy voice came from behind, "Mr. Slanca, if you move again, I might have to try retrieving information from a corpse."
Slanca slowly reined in his movements, "What do you want to know?"
"Should I say, what does Mr. Slanca wish to tell me?"
He Ao said calmly.
"I don't know anything, I just received orders to make you 'stop investigating'."
Slanca whispered.
Of course, once a person died, they would indeed stop investigating forever.
"How exactly did my parents die."
He Ao pressed the muzzle of his gun a little further against the back of Slanca's head, pressing for an answer.
"I don't know that either, I'm just a lackey who follows orders."