Friendly Exchange

Upon hearing the provision shop owner's answer, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao perked up. The red light in Genava's eye sockets flickered twice.

"Do you know which floor and room he lives in?" Jiang Baimian asked.

The boss—who had her thoughts implanted—didn't wonder why the Old Task Force was asking about such details. She shook her head and said, "He's not the talkative sort, and he's like a ghost. If it weren't for the fact that he often comes to buy things, I might not remember such a person. I only know that he enters that stack, but I'm not sure which floor or room he enters."

As she spoke, the provision shop owner stretched out her right hand and pointed at an entrance to the apartment opposite—it was the corridor leading to Mor's house!

The sniper lived in the same apartment stack as Mor! This matched Bai Chen's idea of making it easier to monitor at night.