"Dad, what he mumbled was so slurred, how could anyone understand it?" Qi Peijia said with a helpless sigh. "I've listened to it at least a hundred times, and my guess is that whatever he was saying wasn't even a real sentence. It was most likely just the random groans of a dying man."
Qi Sanjun shook his head. "No! His expression didn't look like he was just groaning. He was definitely trying to tell me something. There's a voice recorder in the drawer right beside you—play it again and let's listen."
Qi Peijia took the voice recorder out of the coffee table drawer and pressed play.
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