No. 78 North Station Road, the milk tea shop opposite the Half Past Eight Supermarket.
Yang Lin had already changed out of his delivery uniform and was sitting with Lu Chuan by the window, observing the Half Past Eight Supermarket across the street.
"You're wasted at the police station, kid."
Today, Lu Chuan definitely saw Yang Lin in a new light.
First, he called the City Gate Police Station in Taicang County, then he tricked Wu Degui's address, and now he's doing a delivery.
Just now, Yang Lin really found a package, filled it with some snacks, and packaged it like a delivery.
Then, dressed in a SF Express delivery boy's outfit, he delivered it to the Half Past Eight Supermarket across the street.
Such meticulousness and caution are not easy.
This is something Lu Chuan needs to learn and improve on.
"Well, I've learned from past experiences. Last October, I was following a thief with my mentor. My outfit was fine, but my leather shoes were a giveaway."
