Transferred

"Major Shen, it's right in front. Our people followed the scar-faced man. Scarface went into the warehouse in front. Our people didn't dare to get too close for fear of being discovered."

The police station's action team leader pointed at an old house that looked like a warehouse not far away.

"How long has it been?" Shen Zhe took the police officer's binoculars and looked around. There was nothing special about it. He put down the binoculars in disappointment.

"They haven't come out since they went in at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. When he went in, he had a box of lunch in his hand," the police officer answered very quickly.

"You guys stay here and guard. Xu Shan and I will go in and take a look." Shen Zhe handed the binoculars to the police officer and exchanged a look with Xu Shan. Then, he looked for cover and walked carefully to the warehouse.