Bab 1687: Dismantle

"Yes."

"Thank you. I'm here to look for them."

Seeing that Fang Heng was alone, the federal guard did not suspect much and stepped aside to let him in.

Fang Heng slowed down and walked into the warehouse.

There were also guards guarding the material warehouse.

The mechanical maintenance engineers who had entered the warehouse earlier were collecting materials. When they saw Fang Heng following them in, they could not help but take a few more glances at him.

They were all wearing the same maintenance staff uniform, but it seemed like they had never seen this person before.

"Hey, what do you need?"

Fang Heng turned his head and looked at a short middle-aged officer sitting at a table in the corner of the warehouse not far away.

"Supervisor Johnny asked me to come. I'm not in a hurry. I will wait for them to finish first."

Fang Heng said as he stood to the side, carefully observing his surroundings.