Bab 433: Ritual

In the multi-purpose car parked by the street, Long Yuehong looked at the apartment entrance illuminated by the street lamps and asked in confusion, "Has he moved away?"

It was already eight or nine in the evening. The Old Task Force members had already taken turns to eat dinner, but Smith still wasn't back.

They waited outside the apartment building, not outside Smith's room. If all five of them squatted there, they would definitely scare the people coming and going. In any case, with Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian's current perception range, they could monitor the corresponding room from the street below.

Shang Jianyao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Long Yuehong's words. "That means he hasn't moved away."

Jiang Baimian glared at him. "Go up and ask Smith's neighbor. We can't just wait."

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong were in charge of questioning. They were the ones in the team who didn't stand out and wouldn't startle the apartment residents.