At 7 PM, the old warehouse on the east side looked bleak in the dusk. This was a place that was almost abandoned. An old van slowly drove inside, looking ordinary. In the dark, the hunter retrieved the camera that he had prepared and connected it to Cheng You's remote device.
"The prey's here."
"Copy."
The van gradually came to a halt, as a woman covered all over walked out of it. In a mask, hat, glasses, long-sleeved blouse, and sneakers, she slowly walked to a corner. After about three minutes, there was the loud noise of a motorcycle. It was a top-notch motorcycle, judging from its signature sound. A man took the helmet off and got off the motorcycle. Blowing a whistle, same as Tang Mengying, he did not notice the detective and hidden camera.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? Dressing like this each time… It's not like anyone is going to spot you."
"Cut the crap. Where is this stuff?"
