One of the three mysterious individuals pointed at the padlock on the door and was accompanied by a few hand signs. From the look of it, his gesture was to order the guy beside him to pick it.
The padlock was no different from a knot as it was disengaged in less than a minute after it was picked by a lock-picking tool. The three quietly entered the studio that was built in a rectangular shape.
"The guy is not home. I wonder where he went at this hour." said one of the three individuals that break into Zhang Qin Feng's apartment.
"Quickly search for anything that resembles the cooking oil barrel. Our order is to get in and out in less than five minutes." another person added. Judging from his authoritative tone, he seems to be the leader of the three.
"Bro, I found a spot that seems to fit what we're looking for." after rummaging around the room, one of the three individuals ended up finding the rotten shelf where the miniature warhead was before.