Mr. Shang dismissed the thought of turning around and walking away.
The PD had already come over, and with the camera rolling, walking away right now would definitely raise suspicion.
It's better to avoid trouble than to seek it.
With that thought, Mr. Shang then asked naturally,
"So, do you have Task Points here?"
Zhao Lang could clearly see through Mr. Shang's intention.
So he proceeded with his own plan, "Task Points? You mean this?"
He pulled out two Task Cards from his basket.
Mr. Shang's eyebrows twitched.
So there really was a task here.
That was perfect, he thought, staying here to observe wouldn't seem too abrupt.
After all, he was seriously suspecting that this man in front of him might be the one he was looking for.
"Yes, that's it." Mr. Shang nodded.
Zhao Lang took back his hand and hoisted the basket on his back again.
"Well then, come with me inside."
After entering the small courtyard, Zhao Lang dropped the basket on the ground.