"But..."
Lucas, as the head of the Morgan Group's Asia-Pacific Branch, inevitably thought more, "If Lin Chuan possesses the technology of the Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher and has handed it over to the country, this doubtlessly serves as a life-saving token for him."
In the MPV vehicle.
Yu Qin's face darkened; Lucas' guess made her warier.
If the guess was true, then Lin Chuan was untouchable.
—At least, they couldn't brazenly organize professional assassins to act!
They were not foolish enough to provoke the Military Department of a country.
"Are we just to let him roam free?"
Each time Yu Qin thought of her sister and the military weapons trade involving the rocket launcher, which were very likely sabotaged by Lin Chuan, murderous intent rose from the depths of her heart.
First and foremost, she was a figure who thrived in the underworld, and only secondarily an arms dealer.
"Think again."
Lucas suggested.