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[Jinghe]: I have found the grandma who was expelled by the urban management. Her grandson is building a road by the moat in the north of the city. I don’t see any areas that need rescue.
[Jinghe]: If you want to go to the north of the city, look for a man named Qiao Senbei.
[Yun Tuan]: How did you find it?
[Jinghe]: Oh, that grandma just pushed an iron bucket for roasting sweet potatoes and ran through the side door of Xingtutu at a sprint speed of 100 meters. She was more athletic than the urban management, but she was still stopped by me.
[Jing Yu]: You're showing off your shitty luck again - Yun Tuan, I'll wait for you at the coffee shop in the city square in a while.
[Cloud]:Okay.
City square?
She spoke to the driver, turned on the navigation, and found that she had arrived near her destination.
So he got out of the car, Yun Tuan looked around, and went straight to the only coffee shop in sight.
Jing Yu was wearing a gray cotton mask and sitting on the street. Even though he was looking at the computer without saying a word, he still stood out among the crowd.
The clerk had already given a lot of small gifts on an excuse, and they were placed in a circle next to Jing Yu's computer.
Yun Tuan walked to the corner and dialed Jing Yu's phone, "Hey, I'm already at the door of the coffee shop. There are more cameras here. How can we meet?"
Jing Yu hung up the phone and soon a series of license plate numbers were sent.
Yun Tuan went to the underground garage to find the corresponding car, opened the door with the master key, and sat in the passenger seat.
She first studied the document Jing Yu sent over, which indicated the duty hours of each hospital and the monitoring locations.
There are also some parts with yellow highlights that she can’t quite understand.
Fifteen minutes later, Jing Yu sat in the driver's seat and saw Yun Tuan with a confused look on his face, "What's wrong?"
"What are these places?" Yun Tuan pointed at the map projected in mid-air.
"These 17 places are not covered by the city's security system, and the terrain is suitable for harboring dirt and evil. They may be bases for illegal drug testing. Go there if you have time."
Just as Jing Yu was about to fasten his seat belt, he got out of the car again and inspected it from the inside out, down to the parts.
He took the tools and got into the car and sighed, "Recently, there are always some radical fans trying to tamper with my car."
"Install more driving recorders and cameras and call the police if they take pictures."
"Yeah."
Yun Tuan looked at Jing Yu who was repairing the car, and suddenly remembered the locator he installed on Ban's car.
She turned on the positioning system of her mobile phone and connected to the signal. The car had already driven far away, almost circling half of the topographic map in the city.
Jing Yu repaired the brakes and looked up to see the "topographic map" in front of the clouds. He took a closer look and asked, "What is this?"
"I secretly installed a locator on a car belonging to Ban Yong's family. After the driver took my colleagues and me back to Xingtutu, we actually went to a funeral parlor, an artificial lake, and a nursing home..."
The clouds circled the locations one by one, and found three locations that overlapped with Jing Yu's mark.
"Ah, why don't we go here first? But we might not be able to defeat..."
She murmured, denying the first thought that came to her mind.
There are only two people, and they have given away their heads in the past.
"I can find someone to install surveillance equipment, or use aerial photography equipment to find out the internal structure first."
"You can also hire thugs. After all, money can make all the difference." Yun Tuan nodded, it was not her money anyway.
The most economical way is to let the live broadcast elf shoot, but the anchor should stay near it.
As Yun Tuan positioned himself, an obituary suddenly popped up on his phone.
"Lin Yangyang is dead?"
She took her phone to a brighter place, looked at it several times, and then clicked on Lin Yangyang's account to check the number of followers. Sixty million should be considered a front-line number.
"My task target has appeared."
"After finishing the moat, let's go to the funeral parlor." Jing Yu pressed his eyebrows.