He slowly stood up, turned around, jumped into his car, and drove away.
Zhou Hongbo squatted furtively by the river, pulling a water drone that looked like a fish out of his bag. Controlling the drone with one hand and his mouth, he guided it into the water with a broad smile on his face.
On his knees rested a bamboo slip. He copied and refined the footage transmitted back by the drone onto the bamboo slip.
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