On the main battleship, it was like a cauldron exploding, and a group of people poured into the room where the governor was resting.
The light source illuminated this place brightly in an instant, and when the nearby warships heard the noise here, they all turned their attention here.
Qin'er, Bai Mulin and others, who had long stolen an official boat in the distance, saw the lively scene there and found it funny.
"This governor is really afraid of death!" Bai Mulin dismissed him with disdain.
Such a person still wants to fight with the Moro Ship King who dominates the Silver Sand Sea!
It's simply an idiot's dream.
Chu Jia understood Qin'er's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and did not admire him very much. "This only diverts their attention, but the grain and grass ships are still well guarded."
They had no chance of getting close.
Moreover, if there are no assassins to cause trouble, it will soon be discovered that someone has done it deliberately, but it will be easy to alert the enemy.
The men brought by Chu Jia are already in place and are just waiting for the signal.
"There's no rush~" Qin'er's expression showed that she was confident of winning. She looked at the main ship with a smile and said, "Let them mess around for a while. Let's take a look first."
After that, the first disturbing voice on the river started shouting again, but this time the content of the shout was different from before.
The governor, protected by a group of guards, was in shock. Suddenly he heard the cry and was shocked!
This is more important than losing his life!
He quickly got up and ran to the row of bookshelves in the inner room to search.
Sure enough! The military plane picture is really missing!
"Quick!" He was extremely anxious, his face was covered with fat, and his facial features were almost twisted together, "Quickly find the military plane map!!"
A group of people received the order and rushed out without thinking. The governor suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly, "Go and arrest the man who is yelling outside!"
Finally noticed the person who caused the trouble in the first place.
On the boat, the more Bai Mulin listened to the constant shouting, the more familiar it became, and she couldn't help but ask Qin'er, "Where did Mo Qingran go?"
He has always prided himself on being elegant, but in Bai Mulin's opinion, he would not do such a shameful thing even if she was beaten to death.