"Up ahead is a No-Fly Zone." The pilot landed the helicopter in a broad square and looked at He Ao. "Mr. Pa Xiu, our people have arranged an off-road vehicle outside the square for the road to South Gate. We can get in it once we walk out."
"Alright." He Ao swung himself down from the helicopter.
The pilot followed him down.
He looked up at He Ao, who was naturally walking ahead, then scratched his head as he followed behind.
According to an unwritten Federal Bureau of Investigation rule, witnesses like "Pa Xiu," who carried a certain degree of "criminal suspicion," were supposed to be under supervision while allowed to move freely without being detained.
So he needed to stay with Pa Xiu and ensure that the other man remained "under supervision."
He looked once more at He Ao, who calmly and naturally crossed the square toward the street.
The man held his head high and carried himself with extraordinary bearing. Right now, it did not look like he was being "supervised" by the pilot. It looked more as though the pilot was "following" him.
But then again, the Director seemed like a little lackey whenever he stood beside this man.
So that was fine.
He quickly caught up to He Ao and matched his pace.
He Ao, however, paid no attention to the pilot's movements. His gaze swept over the square beneath his feet.
The broken paving stones, the old low-rise buildings packed tightly together, the dark alleys between them, and the dilapidated shacks crammed along those alleys' edges.
Everything was just as it had been when he came here to "do business" many years ago.
After all these years, South Gate of De Nuo City had barely changed. It had only become more run-down.
He Ao swiftly