In the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on a house, two floors lit up, and a room on the second floor could be faintly seen moving even when the curtains were closed.

"Boss, do you want to make a move now?"

The boss was a bald European man, nearly forty years old, and a dark black suit perfectly hid him in the grass.

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