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... expect that just after he got home, he would receive a call from Jin Zelin.

He immediately issued orders to have people retrieve the surveillance footage from the amusement park, check the exits leading away from the park, and see if there were any suspicious vehicles. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Then, he distributed photos of An Xiaoyu and Long Qingyu to his brothers in various departments, conducting a search as thorough as laying out a carpet. This was the only thing that cou ...

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