But even if they left, there would still be clues and traces left in their hiding place.
As long as those clues were found, they might be able to find out their next hiding spot.
Minutes and seconds went by, and the search still yielded no result.
Shane’s frown deepened. He was obviously displeased with the current situation.
At that moment, a bodyguard suddenly ran over. “Mr. Thompson, we found out where Sean and the rest had been hiding.”
Shane’s eyes widened at this. Immediately afterward, he opened the car door. “Where is it? Take me there.”
“Yes, Sir.” The bodyguard nodded and led the way.
Shane and the manager followed him. They did not stop until they reached the very middle of the container area seven minutes later.
It was an open space of almost sixty square meters, where there were several tents. In the middle of those tents, there was a simple stove, a few pots, and some foodstuff.
Apparently, Sean and the others lived there and even cooked there.
“Mr. Thompson, there’s still hot water in this kettle. It’s not very hot, but it’s obvious that they’ve just left not long ago,” the manager said with a kettle in his hand.
Glancing at it, Shane said nothing and walked straight to the largest tent.
Since Sean was the leader, the largest tent should be his.
Entering the tent, Shane found Sean’s clothes, glasses, and some daily necessities inside.
There was also a map that had been scribbled.
Shane narrowed his eyes, picked up the map, and studied it.
It was a map of J City. Many places on it were marked with bright red crosses, while some places were circled.
Shane noticed that the places marked with a cross were busier places with more surveillance and population, whereas the places that were circled were the opposite.
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