Kwun Tong.
A hidden factory in an abandoned industrial district.
Electronic beeping blared continuously.
"I had no idea your device for receiving tracking signals was this big."
Yang Chu sat on a bench, wolfed down the lunchbox in his hands, and glanced at Xu Xi nearby. After setting down the empty container, he picked up another one.
"Don't let its big, clunky appearance fool you. It may be bulky and heavy, but I modified it myself. It's sturdy and reliable."
Xu Xi kept his eyes on a monitor made from a secondhand 14-inch black-and-white television. He smiled and answered casually.
Beside him was an electronic device nearly half as tall as a person, humming and beeping. A thick antenna rose from its top, reaching some three or four meters high. It stretched from the factory serving as their secret base almost all the way through the roof.
"Where is he now?"
Yang Chu lifted his lunchbox and took a few more bites before asking Xu Xi again.
"After escaping from Kwai Tsing Pier, Xiong Ju went to Kowloon, then crossed the harbor to Central..."
Xu Xi watched the little red dot flashing on the television screen and compared it with the map spread out in front of him, figuring out where Xiong Ju had gone.
Suddenly, Xu Xi stared at the red dot on the screen and called out, "Wait, he's doubled back from Wan Chai to Kowloon. As cautious as ever. By the way, where on him did you put the tracker?"
"In the lining pocket of his trench coat." Yang Chu quickly finished his second lunchbox, paused, and answered.
"He probably won't find it so soon," Xu Xi murmured, almost to himself. "Xiong Ju is very wary, but he's also extremely confident. He wouldn't immediately think that you