"Chemical plant explosion?"
Arthur Jenkins frowned.
Just run, what's it got to do with Huang Ban?
Besides, Night City doesn't mind a bit more pollution, and pharmaceutical companies can even profit from it.
Unless...
He quickly pushed aside the agent and dashed out, looking up at the sky.
Under the distant reddish sky, some sparks were gradually drifting from the dock towards Huang Ban Beach.
Is this a plan to take a shortcut?
And aren't these sparks a bit strange?
Jenkins keenly noticed that the distance between these sparks was a bit too wide, nothing like the neat formation of an air car with four tilt-rotor engines.
"What are they carrying in the air car?"
The agent beside him replied, "It should be liquid propane, something reportedly churned out by the newly approved recycling plant by the city council."
Propane?
Isn't that a highly dangerous chemical product?
A sense of unease surged within Jenkins.
