As soon as he walked out of the apartment building, Xue Yuan subconsciously looked towards Saman Street, and actually saw Song Ziyi walking towards him from a distance.

Xue Yuan stopped and waved towards Song Ziyi, "Ziyi!"

Song Ziyi also saw Xue Yuan and quickened his pace to jog towards him.

"Xue Yuan!" Ziyi ran over, pretending to be out of breath, and asked while panting, "Have you had breakfast?"

Xue Yuan shook his head. "Not yet. I plan to eat at school. What about you?"

Song Ziyi took out a paper bag from his schoolbag and said, "Here, my dad made this. Try it."

Xue Yuan's eyes were filled with surprise as he opened the paper bag. "Dumplings?"

"Well, one braised pork bun, one pickled vegetable and pork bun, and one vegetarian one. They're all ready to eat. Try them all."

For boys of their age, three meat buns were nothing. Xue Yuan ate one in two or three bites and quickly finished all three. He was still not satisfied, "They are really delicious. Do you sell them in your restaurant?"

As the two men walked and talked, four tall men with serious faces and indifferent demeanor followed them not far away, with sharp eyes alert to the environment on their left and right. One hand was always in his trouser pocket, holding the gun handle, ready to pull out the gun and deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

The two of them went to school chatting and laughing as usual. Everything was normal, without any change.

After Xue Yuan entered the classroom, the expressions of the four "bodyguards" became much more relaxed, and they took their hands out of their trouser pockets.

The classroom is a relatively closed space, and the people inside are just students of the same age. They just need to guard outside the doors and windows, and there will basically be no accidents.

When people relax, their mouths will itch, and they will want to smoke, talk, and eat something.

Although Song Ziyi was in the classroom, seemingly preparing for class with his classmates, his eyes would always glance at the figures outside the window intentionally or unintentionally. Of course, he would not stare at them intentionally, but just glanced at them casually, just like other classmates, and would not notice anything unusual.

After observing them for the past few days, he found that these four people were very rigorous and careful in their work, especially when they were outdoors. They were always nervous and never let go of their guns.

But as long as they are indoors, they will immediately relax. After relaxing, the first thing they do is smoke, and then they will ask one of the four people to get some snacks to eat while killing time.

Xue Yuan said that there were three shifts of people following him, but he had only seen two of them so far. There was another shift that might be on the night shift, but he had not seen it yet.

Thinking of the meat buns Xue Yuan had just eaten, Song Ziyi came up with a bold plan.

This may be the key to the success of this mission.

To implement this plan, he must have some helpers, and it cannot be Ma Bomin, otherwise it will immediately arouse the suspicion of these people.

During class, Song Ziyi appeared to be studying seriously, but in reality, his mind was constantly working on the feasibility of the simulated plan's implementation. He thought about how each step would develop, what people and props would be needed, how the helpers would appear, and even the details of what the helpers would say and do after they appeared. He went through all of this over and over in his mind, optimizing it time and time again until he finally determined the best plan.

After school, Song Ziyi rejected Xue Yuan's invitation, saying that he had to go home to help his father. Today was Friday, and there would be many more customers in the restaurant than usual.