After taking a look at the cargo behind, the big and small green military boxes, Allen didn't find the sealed paper document and asked, "Where's the document worth $30,000?"
"Sieg replied, "The security company only allowed me to take away this batch of military weapons; the encrypted document needs to be picked up from a street-side café at the post office."
"ok."
After the General Sect Leader buckled his seatbelt, Sieg started the vehicle, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator, heading toward the post office on North Street.
They soon arrived at the post office on North Street, parked next to the crossroad, and Sieg took out his phone to send a message to his contact. Half a minute later, a mysterious figure emerged from the café across the street, wearing a hood, a sweatshirt, and sneakers.
