"I'm serious. I really don't know. I already checked the three Russians at the very beginning of the investigation, but all of their arms shipment receipts add up."
Seeing Yueyue's genuine face, the concern on Xiaoyun's face grew as it turned out to be the worst-case scenario.
"So you're telling me they made these guns from scratch?"
"That's what I'm assuming. Most of my agents are trying to track down an underground arms factory."
"That's definitely the top priority... Keep your focus on that."
As Xiaoyun and Yueyue looked back at each other's faces, one side soon turned away as their faces blushed red.
"Is there anything else you want to talk about?" Yueyue asked as her voice suddenly turned all shy for some reason.
"Nope. I just wanted to make sure everything is fine... Well then, are you still going to work here, or are you planning to come back home with me?"
"I-I still have some stuff left to do."
"Then I'm not going to bother you any longer."
