The other end of the passage led to the parking lot, but he didn't see the guard post. With five minutes left before the shift change, Xiao Lin abandoned the idea of entering from the front and turned toward the back garden.
Through the shadows of the trees, he leaped onto the wall. Hands gripping the wall rock firmly, he waited till the people above passed by, then pushed with his legs, landing on the rooftop. This was the only place from where he could traverse the courtyard to reach the parking lot, and the basement door was there.
Two tall men stood nearby, smoking and speaking in Arabic. Due to the distance, Xiao Lin couldn't make out their words clearly. Just then, a sudden clutter of footsteps sounded beside him. He took a step back and hid underneath the spire. It was exactly 9 PM. After a brief conversation, a new set of footsteps moved away.
