Xinyue was at work, doing his new mission and that was gathering Intel on the corrupt politician. He was dressed in a casual shirt and pants, sitting in a diner with two tables across where the politician was talking to somebody.
Another assistant spy in training accompanied Xinyue on this job. The Cheng family didn't just solve missions but also trained new and capable young men and women after a thorough selection process. This young man's name was Yun Su who was twenty-two years old.
He had planted a small, undetectable microphone under the table where the corrupt politician Tian Yan was seated. He was adjusting the frequency on his phone but looking as if he was merely browsing randomly.
"Sir Xinyue. They are talking about some illegal imports at our ports," he seriously whispered as he gave him an update.
"Hm," Xinyue touched his chin.
"What do you think they might be illegally importing here? Drugs? Weapons?"
"I don't think so."
