Unlike Qian Cangyi, Qian Jiangyue was indifferent to Qu Dong. After a few calls from Qu Dong, Qian Jiangyue finally turned his head, his face extremely pale.
"Food delivery." Qu Dong shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not hungry," Qian Jiangyue said, looking at Qu Dong.
"The taste is good, give it a try." Qu Dong had no choice but to hint at Qian Jiangyue, believing that the other party could surely understand his intentions.
"You take it." Qian Jiangyue said.
"…Hmm, really not eating?" Qu Dong was a bit surprised.
"Forget it, give it to me." At this moment, Qian Jiangyue looked desolate, as if he wasn't interested in anything.
...
Five minutes later, Qu Dong left the detention center. He had obtained the intelligence he wanted.
Zhang Chao, huh? As long as he followed this clue, he could find the answer, right?
Qu Dong said to himself.
At the command center, Wei Chenghe was already standing outside the door.
"How was it?" Wei Chenghe asked.
