Chapter 82: Lying low
Summer vacation gave Su Can plenty of time to prepare for what he wanted to do.
Not far ahead of the villa complex in Horse-Grazing Mountain Forest Park lay a densely wooded slope. A clearing had been opened up in the woods for a basketball court. A little farther on was a tennis court, with other villas scattered beyond it.
Su Can stood at the edge of the hillside court, looking through the trees at the villa with the binoculars he had brought.
This spot was ideally situated, concealed within the dense woods, yet offering a comprehensive view through the windows of the three-story villa opposite through his binoculars. A chair in the living room had been moved since Su Can had come up the mountain a few days earlier. That suggested someone had probably been in the villa during those days.
Su Can found a patch of grass and sat down, then opened his hiking pack and took out some biscuits and water. He took a couple of sips, the unceasing cries of cicadas filling his ears. Sunlight filtered through the dense woods in scattered patches, falling over his face and body. Rather than the stifling heat of summer, it felt warm and gentle. Now and then, a breeze swept through, making the dry grass rustle.
This was not Su Can's second visit. During this period, he had frequently come to this little cluster of villas, finding this small spot among the tall pines and birches from which to watch.
People were rarely seen here, for the most part. The gate to Liu Cheng's villa remained tightly shut as well. After his successful first venture here, Su Can had dreamed of this little place on most nights for a full month. Sometimes he would wake