Meanwhile, somewhere in Modu.
Inside a tobacco and liquor store.
A young man dressed as a courier, carrying a large box, arrived at the front of the store.
"Boss! Your delivery is here!"
The young man shouted to the middle-aged owner, who was sitting in a recliner inside the store, seemingly dozing off.
"Hey, hey, I'm coming, I'm coming! It's all fragile stuff, be careful with it."
Hearing this, the middle-aged owner quickly got up and walked over.
"Don't you worry, everything is intact. How about you open it and check?"
The courier gave the owner a meaningful smile.
"No need for all that trouble. You think I don't trust you guys?"
The middle-aged owner smiled and offered the young man a cigarette. They exchanged a few pleasantries, and the young man left the store.
The smile on the middle-aged owner's face vanished. His eyes swept the surroundings, and after confirming that everything was normal, he carried the box into the back room.
