Brian's great-uncle had left him seven or eight safe houses in the central and suburban areas of Los Angeles.
These safe houses weren't just left there—they demanded attention.
From tax payments to neighbor relations, they all required maintenance; otherwise, under big data scrutiny, these safe houses would be anything but safe and filled with suspicious points.
In fact, aside from one special safe house, Brian was planning to gradually abandon the rest.
He didn't have the energy to maintain so many safe houses, nor was it necessary.
In reality, Brian only used these safe houses as temporary storage for dangerous items.
He believed that any place could become his safe house if he so desired.
This time, Brian was taking the black fur big rat to a safe house in the suburbs.
It was a small house located in a town around Los Angeles's central area.
