"I'm really very sorry!"
Looking at the robber siblings with their hands tied to the chair by belts and their faces looking exceptionally grim, the security chief who rushed over from the auxiliary cabin couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead and then bowed deeply without hesitation.
"It's our inspection that wasn't up to par, causing you such a fright!"
"It's all right, it's not your fault."
Upon hearing this, Leon smiled and then, while playing with the fake gun in his hand, spoke:
"The guns they're holding aren't real, not even made of metal. They're painted wood, probably disassembled into parts and smuggled up mixed in with the baggage clutter.
Because there were no metal pieces to begin with, the strong magnetic scales you use to check the luggage didn't cause the weights to change, allowing these two fake guns to be smuggled on board.
