C227 It Can't be a Bomb Right

"There is something that I want to hand to you." Ye Fei walked into his office area and took out a mini silver portable safe from the safe.

"What is that? It can't be a bomb, right?" Outside the glass, behind Old Master Ling and Deputy Xiao, a plainclothes soldier whose name was unknown guessed in a low voice.

The voice was very soft, but Old Master Ling, Deputy Xiao