And just as Ye Feng was thinking, in the surveillance footage, the two old artisans who were responsible for cleaning up the valuable items and raw materials in the forgery den, as well as destroying the traces of forgery, could not help but turn to look at Vulture. "Brother Vulture, don't you think Mr. Simir is being too careful?"
"Ever since we found a tracking device in your car last time, we brought people over that night to look for clues again and again. After turning around, we even gave up on this hideout that we built and operated with great difficulty."
"Isn't this a little too much?"
Vulture stood at the door and took a puff of his cigarette. He lazily squinted his eyes and said, "Haven't you heard of a foreign proverb?"
"Better safe than sorry."
"Mr. Simir must have his reasons for making such an arrangement. As subordinates, we just have to carry out our orders and do our jobs well."