After dinner, Tang Luo received a call from Monkey.
"Brother Luo, it's me, Monkey."
"Mm, go ahead."
"I've got all the surrounding surveillance footage in hand. Do I send it to you now, or tomorrow?"
"Oh? Send it to my email now."
Tang Luo raised his eyebrows.
"Monkey, thanks for the hard work."
"Hehe, it wasn't tough at all."
Monkey laughed.
"Brother Luo, give me an email address, and I'll send it right now."
"Mm."
Tang Luo nodded, gave his email address, then hung up the phone.
Afterward, he returned to his room and opened up his laptop.
Tap tap.
A few keystrokes later, he entered the email page, but there were no new messages.
Tang Luo wasn't in a hurry. He lit a cigarette, took out a deformed sniper bullet, and played with it while waiting.
In his mind, he reviewed the suspects again, with the National Security Fifth Bureau being the most suspicious.
