Mr. Zhao shivered and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Xu Dayuan.
"Leader, hurry and have someone check the surveillance in the corridor. Someone is lying at the north side window, watching our movements below, but I don't know which floor they're on, and no one could get a clear view," he said.
After speaking, Guan Jian was already dumbfounded. He leaned in to look at the office building ahead but didn't spot anyone at the windows. Mr. Zhao waved at him.
"Get on with your work. The small storage is open. Oh, Mr. Fang and the others, they don't know about this little storage, do they?"
Guan Jian shook his head.
"We were working on a case back then. Mr. Huang, Mr. Fang, and the others were all there. I was the newcomer. I had just smashed a toenail, so I was left behind to move house. Back then, our small second floor leaked and all the archives got waterlogged. Even our clothes and buckets floated away.
