"Xixi?"
Fu Youhan could tell that Fu Weidong was speaking with a hint of pride, yet he still found it hard to believe.
"Impossible, could your information be wrong?"
"Brat, you dare doubt my abilities?" Fu Weidong scolded and then added, "No mistake. It's in a factory in the suburbs, and the people inside are all mercenaries."
"Mercenaries?" Fu Youhan found it even more unbelievable the more he heard; Xixi herself came from a mercenary background.
If she truly wanted to imprison Fu Shaoquan, she could easily handle it on her own.
Fu Weidong also said, "I know you don't believe me, but we've got some surveillance videos that have been tampered with and have yet to be decrypted. If we can decrypt them, we will know whether I'm telling the truth or not."
"Coincidentally, I can decrypt them. Send them to me," said Fu Youhan.
"Alright, I'll send them for you to see."
While Fu Weidong was speaking, he was busy operating his phone, and he continued with conviction.
