This is an estate, and they stopped at a large gate under heavy guard. The guards were strictly vigilant, saluted the driver, and began to thoroughly inspect the entire vehicle from inside out, even the chassis was not spared. After about ten minutes, the car was allowed to pass, slowly driving up a steeper slope.
The high walls were lined with cables, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a single road in and out. Xiao Lin crouched on the sports ground; it was far from the urban area, and in his view, the distant lights were faint.
Many wealthy Middle Eastern men have their own territories, and Lao Ma's employer must be one of them. To get in, you must first destroy the electrical grid on the high walls, and there's a surveillance camera every five steps. The entrance has a monitoring room, not even a bug could fly in, but for Xiao Lin, this is as simple as daily routine.
