The major general holding the phone suddenly said excitedly: "It's connected, we've contacted him."
Hearing this, Political Commissar Wang and another major general's eyes lit up with excitement at the same time, "Old Wu? Have you contacted that boy Akai?"
Lao Wu held the phone and nodded repeatedly, "Yes."
"Hey...hey..."
Just when I heard the sound, the signal was cut off again.
"Damn it." Old Wu smashed the phone in annoyance.
Immediately afterwards, the tablet computer placed on the coffee table lit up again, and an email was received.
The three people glanced at the tablet.
"It's the boy Akai." Political Commissar Wang reached out to pick up the tablet and opened the email. There were only eight words in the content, 'We are on the island now and there is no signal.'
When political commissar Wang saw these eight words, he became furious. He raised his hand and smashed the tablet in his hand against the opposite wall.
There was a 'pop' sound and the computer shattered.
Old Wu tried to stop him before he could stop him in time. He pulled Political Commissar Wang's arm hard and said angrily: "Old Wang, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he raised his feet and walked towards the broken computer.
Political Commissar Wang's voice trembled with anger, "I have already said that this guy is unreliable. He is just playing tricks on us."
Lao Wu squatted down, picked up the broken computer, and tried to open the email just now.
But the computer's electrical board has fallen out, so it can't be opened.
'Hey' he sighed, put the computer on the desk in frustration, stretched out his hand to hold up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and complained: "Sooner or later, we will fall into your hands with your irritable character."
The other major general thought deeply for a long time before slowly speaking, "Is that kid hiding something from us?"
‘Hmph.’ Political Commissar Wang snorted coldly, “Who knows if he has another deal with that guy Lu Yifan, on the island, not to mention which island, he is just perfunctory with us.”
Old Wu wondered: "If that's the case, why would Yifan Lu still contact us?"
Suddenly, the voice of Political Commissar Wang's security guard came from the door, "Second Young Master, when did you come back?"
Hearing this, the three people in the room became nervous.
Each quickly adjusted their current expressions and emotions.
Political Commissar Wang walked to the window and opened the curtains, then coughed twice, "Ahem, is Qi Ran back?"
As he spoke, he walked towards the door and opened the door.
"Hey, dad, what are you doing here?" Wang Qiran looked at his father with a playful smile.
As he spoke, he glanced furtively into the room.
The room was filled with smoke and the environment looked very bad.
Political Commissar Wang grabbed the door lock with one hand and supported the door frame with the other. He frowned and said solemnly: "Why don't you stay in the army and come back to trouble me?"
Hey, if one of his two sons is as smart and capable as Lu Yifan or Qin Ningrui, he won't have to worry.
Hearing this, Wang Qiran said aggrievedly, "Dad, what you said really makes me sad."
As he spoke, he bent down and slipped under Political Commissar Wang's arm, and walked toward the study room with a sloppy step. When he saw the other two old men in the room, he pretended to be surprised, "Hey, Uncle Wu and Uncle Qin are here too."
Qin Shouyi hid all his suspicions and scruples, and nodded to Wang Qiran pleasantly, "Qiran is back."
How long has this kid been at the door of the room? What did he hear?
