C737 Three Prizes Stolen

"Beep, beep." The phone in his pocket rang again. This time, it was the phone on the left. The ringtone sounded quite cheerful.

Zhuge Yao took out his phone and casually looked at the screen. He saw that it was Zhang Yong's number. He immediately clicked on the answer button and asked, "What's the progress?"

"The things have been found. They are all in the warehouse next door