Bai Xiaotian stood on the rooftop of a house, using binoculars to observe another house in the distance. He was anxious, yet helpless.
He had been making this same motion every day, at every moment, for the past ten days or so. If he had not been worried about attracting the attention of watchful people, he would have kept his eyes on it at all times, if only to ease the burning anxiety in his heart.
The house he was watching through the binoculars was Wallace's safe house on Gaolong Island, a villa half-hidden amid dense greenery.
The house where he stood was the closest to that villa. But the villas here were all spaced some distance apart, supposedly to preserve the natural environment. In truth, it was to ensure the privacy of each villa.
What rich person who bought a house here could possibly be without a few secrets? Naturally, the villas had to be spaced farther apart.
Having a villa on Gaolong Island was impossible without a good deal of money.
Gaolong Island had limited land, and it was located in a tourist area being developed by Cambodia, so property prices were naturally high.
However, none of that had anything to do with Bai Xiaotian.
His daily observation of the villa was mainly for planning how to enter it. He also needed to record every ordinary and unusual occurrence before acting, draw up a layout of the villa, and so on.
He even had to investigate everything in the vicinity of the villa one by one.
In plain terms, he was scouting the place out!
Last time, in Siem Reap, he had obtained many good things from Wallace's villa. Thus, he hoped to find more valuable things in this villa as well.
Yet after more than ten days