Following this route led straight into the urban village.
Ye Nai, dressed in simple clothes, rode a dusty little electric scooter that blended seamlessly with the environment. Not even the old men and women chatting by the roadside spared her a glance.
After following through the urban village for another ten minutes, making turns and twists until she lost her sense of direction, the dilapidated van in front of her finally came to a stop.
Then, she sensed her motorbike emerging into the daylight once again.
She immediately sped up to catch up.
After rounding another corner, she saw the van, and beyond it was a repair shop for electric scooters and motorbikes, with tools for fixing vehicles placed at the entrance.
And her motorbike was inside this shop.
She looked around; there were no surveillance cameras, not even at the entrance of the shop.
Ye Nai parked her scooter with peace of mind and dismounted.
"Boss, is anyone there? I need some air for my tires."
