Adult life always passes quickly, not to mention the busy work.
After seven in the evening, the wine peddler pulled down the brim of his baseball cap, hunched his shoulders, and entered a roadside restaurant. He ordered a set meal, then stood there for a moment looking around before heading towards a table in the corner that already had some guests.
Elvin also walked in from outside at this moment. He casually picked a set meal and selected a spot that was relatively easy for observation before sitting down.
After a day's observation, this wine peddler was just a low-level "scattered operator." His job was to receive goods and then sell these goods in small quantities. He wasn't even considered a wholesaler, just the bottom rung of the entire sales chain.
There's no point in catching him, so Elvin decided to keep watching him and catch the people behind him.
