Outside the Low-Rise District, atop a "hill" piled from cement and concrete, the lightly dressed little boy watched a figure in the crowd disappear among the buildings.
Just then, accompanied by the sound of a vehicle moving, a black off-road vehicle that looked expensive and heavy pulled up by the roadside. Its headlights went out, but no one got out. It seemed to be waiting for someone.
The little boy frowned thoughtfully, then scratched his head and turned to continue climbing up the hill.
But after he had only walked a few meters up the narrow path barely formed by piled concrete blocks, he saw a modified sedan covered in rusty patches driving in from afar.
The sedan sped past the black off-road vehicle. From the boy's angle, under the dim streetlights, he could just make out someone inside leaning out to glance at the off-road vehicle parked by the road before continuing onward.
The little boy climbed a little higher and looked into the distance along the dark road lit by scattered streetlamps. A somewhat dilapidated gate, flickering with light and guarded by armed gang members, came into view.
The Low-Rise District had four gates, positioned east, south, west, and north. The one near this hill was the East Gate.
Though the gate was wide, few ordinary people passed through it apart from those transporting goods.
People living in the Low-Rise District generally did not want to deal with the Prisoner Gang. They usually went to and from work through breaches in the fence, which were closer and simpler.
Just as the boy was about to look away from the gate, he suddenly noticed that the modified sedan had stopped at the heavily guarded entrance.
A Thin Man got out of the sedan, exchanged a few words with the