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Gao Yang immediately widened his eyes, focusing intently on Phoenix. His breathing began to quicken, but Phoenix strangely met his gaze without any intention of further explanation.
Finally, Gao Yang couldn't hold back anymore. He shouted, "And then? You can't always leave your sentences hanging!"
Phoenix furrowed her brows, pointed at the gun, and said, "I've already finished."
Gao Yang anxiously scratched his head, then pointed at the gun too and shouted, "Obviously, I need you to explain the origins of this gun. You said you recognize this gun, and then what? Tell me what's going on with this gun? You can't just say you recognize the gun and call it a day!"
Phoenix furrowed her brows and nodded, "Understood, I know this gun. It's a member's gun from the American Women's Marksman Association, a small organization. I was a member too and once owned the same rifle."
Gao Yang took a deep breath and urgently said, "Go on! Go on!"
