"We're swapping."
Song Heping still held back.
They had come this far; it wasn't possible to give up.
What's more, giving up would more easily raise the other side's suspicions.
As for what to do once they got there, that was something to figure out later.
Adapting to circumstances would never go out of date.
Even if there were no signals left, in the worst case, they could just start a fight at the processing factory to see who had a mobile phone and snatch one.
Perhaps Adrian had one on him.
"Why do we have to swap?!"
Yet, Mist seemed very pissed off.
"You want to pat us down, fine, I'll let you, but why do we have to change clothes?!"
He yelled fiercely at Rabbani, expressing his discontent.
Rabbani said, "They said they're afraid you're hiding signal transmitters that they can't find. After all, this is your first time here for business, and they're not familiar with you."
"FUCK!"
Mist tore open his shirt, wearing a utility vest with many pockets.