Through the earpiece, reports from his subordinates came through.
Dan Hanjie sat in the car, tapping his long fingers on the car window, emitting a crisp sound that inexplicably conveyed the aura of death.
"Keep observing, don't let your guard down, Dan Hanxi knows the capabilities of the Jiang Family, and he won't just watch as the old man is sent back to the country for sentencing."
If he really was sent back, he would have to spend his lifetime in prison.
And the only time to make a move to rescue him would be now...
Dan Hanjie's demonic gaze burst forth with a startling gloom as his fingers clenched into a fist.
"Mr. Jie, we are a bit far from the police station, should we drive a bit further ahead?" Yao turned around and asked respectfully.
"No need, this distance is the best, if anything happens, it has nothing to do with us."
Dan Hanjie picked up the binoculars from the car seat and glanced at the police station across most of the street.