Hearing Chu Feng's explanation, Lin Qiu smiled knowingly, seeming to accept his answer. After all, when Marina had previously asked her about Chu Feng's tastes, she seemed to have vaguely mentioned this.
But then she quickly changed the subject and brought up another matter.
"The Agency's intelligence department took an interesting photo in Texas. I think you should take a look," she said. As she spoke, her slender, fair fingers handed over a photo.
Looking at Lin Qiu's smiling face, Chu Feng felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
Could it be? Had Jessica and the others been discovered?
Chu Feng took the photo, his gaze meeting Lin Qiu's inscrutable one. Upon inspection, he saw a somewhat familiar man holding an AA-12 shotgun.
The familiar runes on the shotgun made Chu Feng's heart skip a beat.
Jefferson, that bastard! What's he doing wandering around outside with a shotgun?
