Who hid My Corpse!

Harlow was being strangled by Lair, his eyes bulging as he was suffocating. If Lair applied just a bit more pressure, this old man would ascend immediately.

"You... are crazy!" Harlow recognized Lair, and after connecting it with what Lair had said earlier, he immediately realized something and struggled to say, "Your son's money... I didn't touch it... not a single cent, it's all kept for you..."

Seeing that Harlow's answer was completely nonsensical, Lair really wanted to take this old fool away on the spot.

But he wasn't there to kill Harlow, so he just kicked open the door behind him and threw Harlow inside.

After rolling on the ground twice, Harlow struggled to get up, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Lair standing in front of him again. Afraid that Lair might still kill him, he hurriedly said, "No, no, no, don't move yet... I can apologize to you! Really, really, I didn't touch a single cent of your money, it's all in the cabinet over there."

Lair stepped forward and grabbed Harlow by the collar again, lifting him up: "What nonsense are you telling me?! I'm asking you, where is my son?!"

Harlow was a bit confused: "Where is your son? Isn't he staying in the No-man's Land?!"

"You're still lying to me!" Lair punched Harlow in the face, knocking out two of his teeth, "You took them away!"

At this point, Harlow finally realized that Lair wasn't here for the money.

"I really don't know where your son went!" Harlow, also fueled by anger from being punched, gritted his teeth and said, "After bringing you out, I never returned to the No-man's Land. How would I know where your son went?!"

Never returned to the No-man's Land?!

Lair grabbed Harlow's collar again: "You're still lying to me! I gave you so much money, you said you would take it to my son!"

"Alright, I did lie to you about that part, but it's just that part!" Harlow could feel Lair's anger; he was afraid Lair would beat him to death, so he quickly explained, "Besides that little money, I didn't lie to you about anything! As for where your son went, it really has nothing to do with me, and I really don't know."

Seeing Lair raising his right hand again, wanting to give him another powerful memory refresher, Harlow quickly added.

"Of course, you can tell me what happened, and I can help you analyze what the situation is. But if you beat me to death, it's very likely you will never find your son again."

Lair's whole body was trembling, especially after knowing that this old bastard had never returned to the No-man's Land in five years, the "connection with home" he had been holding onto was actually a scam, he really wanted to kill this old bastard on the spot.

But he also knew that Harlow was right, killing him would be of no use except for venting anger, so after taking a few deep breaths, he still put down his fist.

"Tell me what happened!" Lair growled, "If you dare lie to me again..."

"I won't, I won't." Harlow shook his head repeatedly, "It's already come to this, why would I lie to you."

Lair stared intently at Harlow, and then told him about the empty village.

After hearing it, Harlow cautiously asked, "Could it be that it's the Contract Land's..."

"I saw the Black Merchant's mark!" Lair rudely interrupted Harlow, "It's carved on the door!"

Hearing Lair say this, Harlow knew it was indeed the work of the Black Merchants.

The Black Merchants had a habit of leaving a mark when they seized people, giving some families a chance to ransom them, and it's also a means to identify among peers, meaning that this batch of goods has already been claimed by someone.

But to the unprincipled Black Merchants, the latter is often just for show.

And this made Harlow furious.

Who was the idiot leaving a mark in the No-man's Land?

Who could be the peers there? And with the whole village taken, who would have the ability to ransom them?

Oh... except for the one right in front of him.

Damn it, these bastards really screwed him over! If there were no mark left, Harlow could have directly thrown the blame on the Contract Land, to see if this fool dared to cause trouble for the Contract Land.

Of course, Harlow didn't dare say these resentful words out loud, so he could only courteously say, "This has nothing to do with me, it must be some other blind fool who did it..."

"You old cheat, you're still lying to me!" Lair cornered Harlow against the wall again, "Five years ago, what did you tell me?! You told me Black Merchants would never touch people from the No-man's Land! Do you remember?!"

"I, I certainly remember. But I didn't lie to you!" Harlow said, "Generally... no, not generally, it's the rule! Black Merchants are not allowed to conduct human trafficking in the No-man's Land, otherwise, why would I have bothered telling you so much back then? Wouldn't it be more convenient to just abduct people?!"

Lair knew Harlow was right, and he guessed that Harlow probably really didn't know, otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to fool around with him for so long.

But he didn't want right or wrong now, he just wanted the truth.

If his wife and child were taken by the Contract Land, there really was no room for negotiation, but if they were taken by the Black Merchants...

Then there was still a chance to retrieve them!

And Harlow also realized what Lair truly wanted, so he didn't explain any further and quickly said, "If it really was done by our peers, I can help you find the person, if he's still around... Of course, even if he's not here anymore, he can still be tracked, you should be quite familiar with the process."