He left the man in the snow outside the factory, then went back to the gatekeeper's office to check; no one was there.
Xu Xiangyang turned around and went home; there was no point in staying here any longer.
Before leaving, he went to the man again, and after feeling around, he found no clues.
Back home, Xu Xiangyang threw the torn clothes into the trash can in his spatial dimension.
I then took a hot bath to relieve my fatigue.
He was extremely stressed just now, and now his whole body aches.
Lying in bed, Xu Xiangyang began to recall the events of the previous night.
Because he had a limited number of listening devices, he didn't put one on that person. The previous ones were with Cao Yajun, and he didn't have time to retrieve them.
What a pity...
He rolled over and then sat up.
Could it be Cao Yajun?
This person has been quiet for the past two months, and he had almost forgotten about him.
But even if you forget someone, you can't forget him.
Xu Xiangyang rested his chin on his hand in deep thought. Unfortunately, when he listened to the recordings from the bugging device some time ago, those people had already moved away and there was no further news about them.
He no longer knows where Cao Yajun is now.
Should we continue to follow them?
He's extremely busy right now, dealing with the garment factory and the black market; he's really overwhelmed.
I wouldn't feel comfortable letting Qian Wenqing and his group follow them; they would be easily discovered.
After all, they don't have my skills; their ability to track people isn't up to par.
Xu Xiangyang sighed. It seemed they still didn't have enough manpower. At the very least, he hadn't found anyone skilled in this area yet.
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