The wine was half gone.
More than half of the dishes were eaten.
Han Zhan had asked nearly everything he wanted to.
As Ye Qiu said, he was almost completely in the dark about what happened at Sanatorium No.3 before.
But when it came to the information about the forty-three missing persons, he shared everything he knew, sparing no detail.
He finished the last sip of his drink and put the glass down.
"The wine has been drunk, the dishes have been eaten, and all the questions have been asked. You can leave now."
Ye Qiu issued an eviction order to Han Zhan.
"One last question."
Han Zhan said, standing up from his seat.
He fixed his gaze on Ye Qiu across from him, and asked, word by word, "Fourth Senior Brother, do you think this matter has anything to do with Meng Xiaobei?"
When Han Zhan asked this, Ye Qiu's hand paused slightly as he set down his glass.
"Meng Xiaobei?"
