"Chief, why do you have to hide your identity?"
"This is top secret!"
"Chief, when can I go visit the headquarters?"
"Depends on your performance." Lin Hai wiped his sweat; Nangong Sanba was like a 'thousand whys', constantly throwing out endless questions.
"Chief, tell me about your past." Sanba's eyes shimmered with curiosity.
While driving, Lin Hai concocted a pack of lies: "When I was young, my family was poor, couldn't afford baths, so I could only watch my neighbor aunty bathing through the window, sigh, life's hard, too poor to marry a wife, so I could only sleep with other people's wives, sigh, too poor to raise kids, had to let the neighbors raise them for me, sigh, life's hard..."
"Chief, why do I feel like you're telling the story of the neighbor Wang?" Nangong Sanba asked.
"Yes, the breeze blows, autumn clothes cool, someone's lovely wife guards the empty room, I help out with difficulties, I live next door and my surname is Lin."
