"No." Jiang Baimian shook his head.

Ding Ling said "yes":

"If you want to return to Wubei, it is best to wait until three days later or get a notice of confirmation of safety."

She waved:

"I'm waiting for you to bring me good news!"

After watching Ding Ling get on another car and heading towards Wubei, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao and others:

"Take all the boxes back onto the car."

Long Yuehong quickly stepped forward and opened the trunk of Jeep.

As he glanced at him, his brows frowned slightly:

“So much supplies?

"Gived from the 'Salvation Army'?"

He found that there were only a few supplies left in the trunk, which filled more than one-third of the space.

"There is such a good thing?" Shang Jianyao rushed over excitedly and pulled the pile of supplies for a few times.

In the clamor, the pile of supplies collapsed, revealing a large box below.

"Only one or two layers..." Shang Jianyao was a little disappointed and curiously opened the box.

In the banging sound, the eyes of several members of the "old tune group" suddenly frozen.

A silver-gray, quite heavy warhead lay quietly in the box.

After a few seconds of confusion, Jiang Baimian said to himself:

"Isn't this the nuclear warhead?"

Is the prisoner me?

Hearing this sentence and seeing this scene, a vague memory suddenly became clear in Long Yuehong's mind:

When the team leader and Shang Jianyao went to see Committee Huang, they took over Gnava themselves and came to the window to monitor the movements near the Jeep. It seemed that maybe a man might have come over with a cart, opened the trunk of his own vehicle, and put such a large box in with great difficulty, disguised with the remaining supplies.
Chapter completed!