Jiang Yan squinted her eyes, recalling for a few seconds, her heart startled.
"If nothing unexpected happened, they were planning to blow up this building!"
Normally, to destroy a high-rise, you can't just casually throw explosives at it.
Instead, you have to create blasting holes in the walls and steel frames.
Then, calculate the required amount of explosives based on the building's mass and place them methodically into the prepared holes.
Only this way could the entire building completely collapse and disintegrate.
However, these were just her own speculations.
"Jiang Yan, what are you thinking about?" Ye Qing asked, seeing her fall silent.
"Nothing," Jiang Yan shook her head, withdrawing her thoughts.
The matters involved were too complicated, and she didn't know how to start explaining them.
Better not to say anything at all.
*
Ten minutes later, the red submachine boat brought Song Qian and Sun Jingtao back.
