Driving in circles, the Mercedes eventually arrived at a cluster of ordinary villas on the outskirts of the city. The houses here are highly private, featuring individual villas with tall walled courtyards. Surveillance cameras are installed at each corner, making it impossible for journalists or detectives to capture any images inside. Furthermore, this real estate is marketed as the top domestic real estate company, offering high privacy protection.
From a kilometer away, I stopped my car and refrained from further pursuit. Once the Mercedes confirmed there were no vehicles in pursuit, Master Don signaled the villa's security to open the electronic gate. Even without it opening, I could discern the villa's structure.
Even if Master Don had a wild imagination, he wouldn't conceive that I could observe them as if watching a movie from a thousand meters away. Indeed, it felt like a God's-eye view, even clearer than a satellite.
