"No... I don't know him." She denied it with great certainty.

But the fleeting panic on her face betrayed the calm facade she was trying to maintain.

It was obvious that she was lying to me.

I understood in my heart that she definitely had some connection with Zhang Jiao.

And there must be something shady going on.

"May I ask, what kind of medicine are you taking?"

"Oh, us ordinary folks don't usually need this kind of stuff..."

"My uncle has the same illness."

"Ah..."

My seemingly gentle yet pressing questions left her speechless.

It was as if she had given it quick thought and then produced a clearly sloppy answer.

"That... I'm sorry, Teacher He, that's... I finished it a long time ago and forgot what it was. I'll find it for you later."

I knew that this "later" practically meant there would be no follow-up, so I didn't ask again.

But I was already completely certain that Zhou Jin and Zhang Jiao's company definitely had issues.

Perhaps they were dealing in some kind of illegal drugs.

Back at home, I went online to look up the Shengwu company, checking various social platforms; all were filled with rave reviews. It was indeed mentioned that people improved their skills here and were then recruited by big companies.

I could sense that these people genuinely liked the place.

However, I also discovered a bizarre pattern.

No matter the platform, nearly all of these individuals' profiles vanished right after they posted about their job change.

I agitatedly browsed through these people's profiles, trying to find some useful clues.

Suddenly, a comment in the "Company Reviews" section caught my attention.

It said, "Thanks to the company, I now have a home."

Those words sounded somewhat familiar.

Zhang Jiao and I never really had a home in the strictest sense.

In elementary school, when some officials came to inspect, the orphanage had taught us a set of lines to say during our remarks.

It included something similar: "Thanks to the Nanjie Orphanage for giving me a home."

I went ahead and hacked into Shengwu's personnel database.

I scrolled through the internal employee information one by one, discovering that they all had something in common.

In the section for their parents, it was also marked "None."

In other words, the people Shengwu recruited were all orphans.

Just like Zhou Jin and Zhang Jiao.