"What a pity, I have prepared some great drinks for you."

Cook sighed regretfully, then raised his hand and took out a cigar that was stuck upright from the secret wall of the handrail that opened one side.

The cigar has not only been cut, but has also been lit.

After Cook took a heavy breath, the mellow smoke immediately spread in the carriage.

After sucking four or five mouthfuls, Cook spoke again.

"Hissergeant, I hope to get your help."

"I have something here, and I need your help to help me with it."

Cook said, bent down, took out a black suitcase from under the seat, and pushed it in front of Qin Ran. Qin Ran lowered his head and glanced at Cook again.

“There are some things that are important to me.”

“I just need you to save the day for me—until tomorrow when sunset.”

"If I didn't contact you, or if you hear the news of my death, you can open the box as you wish and hand it over to someone you think is worthy of it."

While saying that, Cook picked up the box and shook it hard for a few minutes, indicating that there was indeed something inside, but it was definitely not a bomb or something.

"I know it's too much to make such a request when I first met, so I've prepared you the corresponding reward."

After saying that, another box was taken out by Cook from under the chair.

This time, Cook opened the box directly.
Chapter completed!