For a split second, the color drained from Huang Er's face and his pupils contracted, but he quickly composed himself.
"Miss Gu, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Huang Er frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Gu Xi.
At the same time, his left hand, hanging at his side, quickly formed another set of strange hand signs under the cover of night.
The secret code checked out.
He was one of them.
Gu Xi let out a small sigh of relief. Her gamble had paid off.
Shen Yue had mentioned before that this Huang Er had a complicated background.
Later, he'd had someone investigate in more detail and vaguely uncovered that Huang Er actually had some connection to the Military Department's armory.
Then, when she saw Huang Er at the entrance to South City Base that day, Gu Xi noticed he was wearing a string of ink-black beads on his wrist.
The style of the beaded bracelet was very ordinary.
