There were many drones circling above the village.
The village's internet had also been cut off.
At a glance, there was only a fool with a cigarette in his mouth, squatting in the distance, grinning as he watched this group of people.
Qiu Pengchi opened the car door and pointed to the dilapidated building being guarded by several men in black, saying respectfully, "Elder Chen, this is Lin Mo's home. We've blockaded the surrounding area. Shall we go in now?"
"Perhaps sensing something amiss, feeling guilty like a thief, no one from their household has stepped out today. They're probably all hiding inside."
Chen Shanhe stepped out of the car, glanced at the unlicensed Range Rover Maybach parked not far away, and then at Lin Mo's shabby two-story building, he nodded and said, "Mhm, let's go inside and take control."
"Yes, sir!"
Qiu Pengchi waved his hand, and several men in black uniforms began to move.
