Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Wang Xuesen?

Even the usually composed Li Shiqun was stunned.

"Wang Xuesen, he, he wouldn't be here to..." Ye Jiqing's expression changed, and he didn't dare to continue.

"Have you checked it carefully?"

Li Shiqun decided to take the strictest security measures against Wang Xuesen.

"Sir, the inspection is complete. We passed through three checkpoints, and there are no problems," the guard said.

"Same as always, change his clothes." Li Shiqun was still worried.

Normally, when guests visit my home, I only use a metal detector to conduct a routine check at the gate, and then search them one by one.

For example, when Wang Xuesen came last time, he adopted this approach.

However, in special circumstances, fearing assassination attempts, Li Shiqun would require visitors to change into specially prepared single-layer cloth garments without pockets to ensure that the other party could not conceal any small poison needles or similar items.

Li Shiqun had met some experts.

He had such people under his command; killing someone with poisoned flying needles was not difficult for them.

"He's dressed more lightly than the clothes we're issued..." the guard said.

"Alright, bring it in." Li Shiqun took out a pistol from the drawer, cocked it, and placed it in the hidden compartment of the coffee table.

Soon, Wang Xuesen walked in with a warm and friendly expression, carrying a suitcase: "Brother, sister-in-law, I apologize for bothering you so late at night, but I really have something to ask of you. I hope you will forgive me."

Li Shiqun and Ye Jiqing looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Xuesen was wearing only a white short vest, exposing his arms and chest. The vest was just past his navel and was obviously several sizes too small, clinging tightly to his body.

It was white, thin and sheer, so much so that the chest area was clearly visible.

If it's short, it's even less likely to hide anything.

One glance.

Not to mention below, a pair of shorts that just went past the thighs, a little better and looser than underwear, but still so loose that they couldn't hide anything.

The shoes are flip-flops.

His entire being can be summed up in three words: cool and sincere!

"Xuesen, what's wrong with you...?" Li Shiqun pretended to be puzzled.

"I left in a hurry because I have an urgent matter to ask of you, brother and sister-in-law. I apologize for the intrusion," Wang Xuesen said with a bow and a smile.

"Please sit down," Li Shiqun said, raising his hand.

"Hey, hey!"

Wang Xuesen sat down on the sofa.

He was naturally extraordinary, and this sitting posture made it even more apparent, leaving Ye Jiqing speechless.

Li Shiqun quickly grabbed a coat and tossed it over: "It's late at night, don't catch a cold."

Wang Xuesen, quite astutely, covered his legs with his clothes.

"Xuesen, it's so late, what brings you here?" Ye Jiqing blinked involuntarily, his cheeks slightly flushed as he asked.

"I'm here to ask you for help, brother, to pull some strings," Wang Xuesen said.

Li Shiqun crossed his legs and smiled faintly: "You mean Bai Meigui? That's out of the question. She's involved in Elder Ji's assassination attempt."

"Oh, I remember now."

"Xuesen had an affair with White Rose, is he going to be a hero and rescue the damsel in distress, or...?"

"I'm warning you, White Rose has mentioned you quite a bit."

"Xuesen, you're in a precarious situation right now, barely able to save yourself. You should think more about yourself."

Ye Jiqing immediately cooperated and secretly intimidated Wang Xuesen.

"Sister-in-law, you've misunderstood."

"I did have a one-night stand with White Rose, but what's so hard to guarantee? It's just a mistake that any man would make."

"I've come to see you today, brother, mainly to ask for a favor on behalf of Liang Datou from the Chamber of Commerce."

Wang Xuesen smiled and reached for the suitcase.

Li Shiqun's heart tightened. He pretended to light a cigarette, but his hand quietly rested on the pistol hidden in the coffee table compartment.

Snapped.

Wang Xuesen unlocked the latch.

Inside, forty gold bars were neatly stacked.

Like a small golden wall.

Under the lamplight, the slightly muted golden light exuded a captivating aura, and Ye Jiqing stood...