One hundred and fifty-nine, The Mole.

"Is he really a traitor?" Liu Changhe asked with a grave expression as he looked at Lu Hanmo.

"There's no evidence yet, but I'm certain that masked man is him," Lu Hanmo stated with conviction.

When he returned, the other party had casually approached him to greet him as if nothing had happened, apparently wanting to confirm whether he had recognized him. He had also confirmed once again that the other party and the masked man had the exact same scent, plus he had detected a whiff of smoke bomb.

Liu Changhe tapped lightly on the desk, lost in thought for a long time before looking up at Lu Hanmo, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Let's not startle the snake, we can do this..." Lu Hanmo leaned in to quickly share his plan with Liu Changhe.

After thinking it over, Liu Changhe nodded, "Good! Then let's do as you say."

"Knock knock knock!" A gentle knock on the door sounded.

Liu Changhe and Lu Hanmo exchanged glances, then spoke, "Come in!"