``Didn't you ever think of giving it to me?'' While the others were still getting ready to clean, Fang Mu was joking and chatting with An Fang.
An Fang didn't seem to think these words were a joke. He nodded and answered seriously. "I want to give, but my application won't be approved. I really don't know when I'll lose control."
The corners of Juan Mu’s mouth rose, and his smile slightly lowered. He said as seriously as the other person. "Then, if you can't see the direction of attack, I can only specify the direction of attack for you. Do you believe me?"
"I believe." An Fang nodded affirmatively.
Once everyone was ready, teams of 10 lined up in two lines and entered the abandoned mine.
Being a secret agent is a high-risk profession, and money cannot be changed easily. All are fully armed and wearing night vision goggles. The body is all made with top technology in China.
Except for not having a weapon, Fan Mu's weapons are no different from those of any other mysterious detective. Of course, his special eyes mean he doesn't have to wear night vision goggles. Even when working in dark mines, he works with the naked eye, but he is better than them. People wearing night vision equipment can see even more clearly.
"Stop!" Juan Mu was walking in the front row. After turning through several mine tunnels, he called for everyone to stop.
"What's wrong?" the mysterious detective stepped forward to ask in confusion, but was stopped by Fan Mu before he could reach shoulder height.
Fang Moku saw the dissatisfied look on the face of the mysterious young detective who had been transferred to a local secret team, and said quietly, ``There is a deep hole ahead. If you take one more step, you will die.'' I did.
When the mysterious detective heard this, his heart pounded. He quickly removed his night vision goggles, lit a light stick and threw it forward. In the blink of an eye, the penlight emitted a red light, illuminating the landscape in front of me.
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