Cai Zhou and Shan ning brushed past each other and nodded slightly as a form of greeting. Shan ning came over to look for mu Yuan. Mu Yuan casually handed him a cigarette. Shan ning smiled and took it, but he did not light it. He placed it between his two fingers and turned it gently, leaning side by side with him.
"I've read the battle report written by Chen Donglai. Have you ever thought about one thing? the informant ... Is Jack. Anderson. " Shan ning asked softly, and his first sentence nailed mu Yuan to the cross.
"Impossible!" Mu Yuan blurted out. Subconsciously, he also rejected such a fact.