Chapter 1571 Hand over the box

What exactly is in the box?

Looking at the two safes placed right on the table with angular shapes, full of power and chicken, Wang Hui and Liu Dan fell into thinking.

"I don't believe it's a seed."

Liu Dan said, "But I suggest not to open it."

"Boss, I think Mr. Liu is right."

Li Hao's expression was solemn.

With iris and fingerprints, it is impossible for Wang Hui to open the box.

"Let's try this?"

Wang Hui smiled and raised his hand, pointing out the door.

In the yard, there is a toothless saw with electricity connected.

Liu Dan, Li Hao, Ye Lei and Ding Yi and others shook their heads at the same time, expressing their disapproval.

"If you can cut it with this, you can just use a gun."

Liu Dandao.

"We have to try it. If it's a valuable thing, then we'll get rich?"

Wang Hui had long since disappeared from the shock when he was dead not long ago, but instead put on a flat-light mirror with a smile.

The so-called toothless saw is actually a grinding wheel.

Wang Hui squatted down, Li Hao pressed his feet against the surface of the box, and beautiful sparks splashed out, and a faint smell of rust was filled with the air.

Except for Wang Hui, the rest of the people frowned and retreated.

As everyone expected, after trying to cut the box with a grinder, Wang Hui found that the metal layer wrapped outside the box was not only thick, but also extremely hard, otherwise it would not be almost intact under the attack of thermal weapons.

Looking at the small holes sawed out on the surface of the box and looking at the grinding wheel plate that had been almost ground, Wang Hui took off his glasses and threw them away, giving up treatment.

Liu Dan waved his hand helplessly and asked everyone to leave.

She held a cup of coffee and limped to Wang Hui.

The latter took a sip, exhaled the heat, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"I can see that when you come back from the hospital, you are in a bad mood."

Liu Dan said, "Are you a little scared?"

"Yes..." Wang Hui smiled and signaled his hand holding the cup, "It's shaking! These two boxes are like two time bombs. I don't know when it will explode. I'm curious if I don't open it."

"Be careful of being curious to kill the cat."

Liu Dandao.

Just as Wang Hui was thinking about how to deal with the two boxes, the guard said that someone outside wanted to see Wang Hui.

Then he led a man with a big beard in.

He wore a fat Arabic robe with a scarf wrapped around his head and his face covered half of his face.

The guard told Wang Hui that this guy was very safe and had no weapons on him.

After the ward was withdrawn, the man took off the cloth from his face and smiled slightly: "Are you okay?"

After watching for a long time, Wang Hui slapped his thigh.

Wen Qiang!

"Wen Qiang, why are you here?

What have you been doing these days?”

Wang Hui was overjoyed.

Since this guy arrived in Afghanistan, he has been in a position of no end and has acted alone, and has helped Wang Hui and Liu Dan a lot.

If Wen Qiang hadn't been Wen Qiang, the American team would never have been surrounded by a villa.

It can be said that Wen Qiang is the strongest foreign aid off the court.

Liu Dan also quickly cleaned the sofa, asked Wen Qiang to sit down, and began to work hard to prepare another cup of coffee.

"No need to be busy, I'll leave soon."

Wen Qiang smiled.

Wang Huizai looked at Wen Qiang carefully, and then wondered: "Your skin color seems to be a little wrong."

"I made a makeup..." Wen Qiang patted his face.

At present, his skin color is closer to that of an Arab. His beard is sticking to his face without any incongruity, and his pupils are also disguised. It looks like the color of his eyes is no different from that of an Arab.

"Are you... doing underground work?"

Wang Hui asked.

"Haha, I will definitely say anything I can tell you. After all, you will pay me a salary, but don't ask if you can't say anything."

Wen Qiang waved his hand lightly, "I'm here to discuss something with you."

"you say."

Wang Hui and Liu Dan sat upright.

Wen Qiang's outfit is a trivial matter when he comes here to talk about things.

"Do you have two boxes in your hands?"

"How do you know?"

Wang Hui was stunned.

Slowly, his eyes widened: "Wen Qiang, did you do it?"

...

After fifteen minutes of secret talk, Wen Qiang left Said's home.

Wang Hui and Liu Dan sat on the sofa and couldn't recover for a long time.

Everything Wen Qiang said to them was on paper.

Wang Hui found the lighter and lit the paper.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he watched the paper turn into ashes.

He turned around and took out the two boxes, placed them on the bed, touched his chin, and his expression gradually became solemn: "I really didn't expect that... there was such a thing inside."

"Send it quickly!"

"Um!"

Wang Hui nodded, "Wen Qiang is right, stay away from danger first."

"They... are not easy."

Liu Dan sighed.

"That's it."

After thinking it through, Wang Hui made a quick decision and asked Said to come forward to notify the Kandahar authorities, preparing to hand over the two boxes, and asked Said to clearly inform the authorities that there might be unknown risks in the box.

After all, how could such a high insurance agency be in ordinary things?

Now, without Wang Hui going out, the Kandahar authorities soon sent military vehicles and soldiers, and people wearing full protective suits took the two boxes carefully into the car.

Watching the military car leave, Wang Hui sighed secretly.

Surviving in this country is so hard.

All the forces are intertwined. If a person makes a mistake, he may fall into the abyss and never be reborn.

Who would have thought that the two boxes contained enough to erase one-fifth of the Kandaharans.

That's one hundred thousand people.

I actually tried to open it with a tool.

It's simply seeking death.

"Leave professional things to professionals."

Wang Hui said, "We just buy land, invest, and stay away from right and wrong."

"If you say it lightly, when we come to this place, we cannot stay away from right and wrong."

Liu Dan shook his head, "We must find a way to spread the news and pick ourselves out."

Wang Hui said "yes", but his eyes looked at the sky.

There are many similar places in Kandahar and Kabul in winter. Due to the large number of poor people, they cannot keep warm normally and can only burn some waste such as... tires.
To be continued...