"At that time, the President's vehicle passed through here and entered the street where the assassination took place."
Standing by the slightly worn-out window, Vigina raised her hand, pointing towards the street ahead, and spoke softly.
He Ao leaned against the window, looked at the street Vigina pointed to, and then shifted his gaze to the other side of the 'assassination area'.
At this moment, that area was divided by several isolation lines, surrounded by patrolling drones and black-clad patrolmen.
This entire street roughly forms an 'L' shape, and currently, He Ao and Vigina are at the lower middle position of the 'I', while the President's assassination area is the lower '_' of the 'L'.
"Have they completely locked down that area?" He Ao looked into the distance, his gaze cutting through the shadows cast by buildings under the sunlight, glimpsing the densely grouped patrolmen and surveillance drones deep in the street.
