Not long after, the door of the warehouse was suddenly opened by someone, and the same group of people broke in again.
Lamont turned on the light, his gaze burning, wishing he could drag the person hiding in the warehouse out with just one look.
Several production workers searched quickly, but still did not find any suspicious figures.
"Mr. McClure, we opened and inspected every box, even the one in the corner, and there was really no one hiding."
"Now you can rest assured!"
"You said there was a sound of phone vibration, you must have misheard."
***
Lamont's gaze swept across the room once again, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
That appearance looked somewhat gloomy.
"If there was really someone in the warehous
