"Spy Guest." Ye Shikai found the name somewhat unfamiliar, seemingly not a figure from the Underworld.
"Exactly, he can be described as a rat in Yanjing, deeply hidden to the core." Luo Shiqi lit a lady's cigarette and took a deep drag.
"Try smoking less, it's bad for your health." Ye Shikai took the cigarette from her hand, tossed it on the ground, and then pointed at the address, "Why is he called a rat?"
"Just like a rat, hiding in the dark, deeply concealed, yet knows the city like the back of his hand. At the slightest disturbance, he senses it ahead of everyone else," Luo Shiqi said, her face showing a hint of bliss, feeling cherished by Ye Shikai's concern.
Hearing Luo Shiqi describe him like this, Ye Shikai took "Spy Guest" very seriously. Understanding the entire city's intelligence network was no ordinary feat. Even Luo Shiqi, the queen of the Underworld, could not achieve this. The case was urgent; time was of the essence.
