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... doesn’t have military authority. Of course, there’s another problem. Since Mr. Jiang wants to let them go and there are still so many people here, why not let everyone leave?”


“How did President Chen get this position? Today, Old Mr. Chen was killed. Obviously, the identity of the person who attacked him is not simple. What can the commoners do? Of course, they are innocent. However, the people who stayed behind are all important figures in China. Perhaps one of us is the murderer. ...

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