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Judy’s expression changed in an instant, and she reached out her hand with a smile:

“Sean, you really have great luck! These things are really rare!”

Sean had just chatted with the container owner and knew the truth, so he took the opportunity to put on an act:

“Of course. These things aren’t something ordinary freight yard owners have. They were brought over by some foreign government agency. It’s just that they were abandoned here for some special reasons…”

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