Flames shot skyward, and scorching gusts sent everyone's clothes snapping around them.
David and Garcia watched the scene before them with grim expressions.
Countless suspicions surfaced in their minds.
After exchanging a glance, they both issued orders.
"Put out the fire!"
"Seal off the surrounding block!"
Their subordinates sprang into action. Theoret's fire engines soon arrived, spraying jets of water into the flames. The fire immediately weakened, and before it had been completely extinguished, David and Garcia rushed inside.
The two bent over, searching for something among the blasted, charred wreckage.
About twenty minutes later, Garcia was the first to straighten up. Without a word, Garcia headed outside.
Soon, Garcia's subordinates expanded their search area.
David chose to do the same.
The observers who had been discreetly watching the two were no fools. Their actions made it easy to guess what had happened.
The explosion had been Rude's means of escape.
Although such a violent method of escape was rare, their surprise only strengthened everyone's conviction that Rude was closely connected to Food Records. Otherwise, why would he have done this?
Then, as firefighters carried out the jewels and gold hidden in the secret warehouse, even more speculation arose.
The explosion and fire had damaged the jewels and gold somewhat, but anyone with a discerning eye could still recognize them at a glance.
The surrounding observers exchanged wary looks before swiftly dispersing.
Find Rude!
That was what almost everyone present was thinking.
Of course, none of this concerned Qin Ran anymore.
Once the Frost Wolf returned, Qin Ran removed the backpack from its back and smiled as he patted its head in praise. After it affectionately rubbed its head against him several times, he opened the backpack with a hint of excitement. Even so, he did not forget to mask