There was nothing unusual in the surroundings. Even the internal passage leading to the Third Factory was blocked by cluttered equipment.
After observing cautiously, Luo Xing gave Yan Lu a look and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Yan, you should be able to move that cabinet and iron rack by yourself, right? I'm sure there's no problem over there."
The internal passage had been nailed shut with a wooden board, though it only served as a simple obstruction. A chilly draft and darkness from the Third Factory could still be faintly seen beyond it.
The Third Factory seemed to be ventilated, and its lights were not on. Unless they got closer to inspect it, there was no way to understand what was inside.
Luo Xing proceeded with every step carefully. He was already confident that he had thoroughly examined the Second Factory, but someone still needed to open the way to the Third Factory in advance.
The best candidate was the broad-built Yan Lu. As for Jiao Ming, he still needed to accompany him and carry away the clothes on the safe.
However, Yan Lu rejected this simple request without hesitation.
His burly body swayed, nearly blocking both Luo Xing and Jiao Ming at once, and he shook his head hard.
"No. If I clear the way, I'll also have to break down the door. Who knows what's in that factory over there? What if something happens to my little sister? No, I'm not going."
Yan Lu's refusal was so decisive that Luo Xing was momentarily taken aback. After all, this was hardly a difficult task.
"Then shall the three of us go together later?"
"Then I'm fine with it."
A very simple matter was settled with three very simple lines of dialogue.
Still, Luo Xing felt that something