At one-thirty in the afternoon, in the southwest part of Washington D.C, inside an ordinary community at a youth hostel.
"Did you find a metal box over there?"
Hearing Chenier's discovery, Luo An's eyes flicked inquisitiveness as he asked:
"What does the metal box look like?"
"No padlock, size of an A4 paper…"
Chenier briefly described the appearance of the metal box discovered by Winslow. Reesi, who was beside Luo An, listened for a few seconds, shook the metal box in her hands, which sounded exactly the same.
"OK."
After Chenier finished describing, Luo An nodded and said:
"Reesi and I have also found an identical metal box here."
Chenier and Winslow on the other end of the phone were quite surprised by this news. Luo An didn't give them a chance to ask questions and instead commanded:
"Remember to bring the metal box back later.
Also, don't forget to bring back the manager of that lobbying company for interrogation by the special investigation team."
"Understood."
