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Two guards stepped forward and immediately restrained Ling Zhonglou.
Jiang Ran’s expression changed abruptly, "Dad!"
Ling Zhonglou was calm, his expression unchanged, "May I ask when I began stockpiling firearms?"
"I’ve said it’s evidence," the middle-aged man brought the sheets of paper closer, "Is this warehouse not owned by you?"
The papers contained photographs.
In the photos were missiles, firearms, and cannons, filling an entire warehouse.
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