"Look at this!" Long Yuehong shouted in a trembling voice.
Bai Chen and Genava cast their gazes over and fixed their gazes on the short-filter cigarette butts.
"Flagship cigarettes." Genava's eyes flashed red.
Long Yuehong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. He was just worried that he had recognized the wrong item and had prematurely celebrated, but he didn't have such worries now.
Genava had definitely said that after careful analysis and comparison.
Bai Chen didn't say a word. She had already stretched out her hand and started rummaging through the pile of trash.
She quickly found many items, including packaging of Ralph candy, empty wrappers, and the hand-ground coffee residue.
"We can preliminarily judge that it's the real Father." Bai Chen looked up and exchanged looks with Long Yuehong and Genava.