"Why did this guy change cars and outfits?" Old Hammer frowned, his years of experience making him vigilant, "Victor, launch the third drone. This guy must be up to something."
Soon, the third drone roared into the sky from the back of the pickup truck, rapidly heading toward Elvin's location.
Zhou Qingfeng watched the direction of the surveillance target for a while and said strangely, "It seems like this guy is coming toward us."
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Elvin was driving his car, slowly circling the streets, his eyes warily scanning every corner and occasionally checking the rearview mirror.
If not for the high-altitude drone surveillance, it would be easy to get dizzy from his circling moves.
But at this moment, his direction had a traceable path, continuously approaching the neighborhood where Helen Grant lived.
