The April evening breeze brushed against his cheeks, carrying a touch of perfect coolness. Xiao Shuai leaned casually against the guardrail at the street corner, a cigarette butt hanging from the corner of his mouth, mingling with the bustling crowd. This was one of the busiest commercial districts in East City. Young men and women in cool clothes strolled by in twos and threes, while the air was filled with a blend of alcohol and high-end perfume. A few months ago, Xiao Shuai would never have set foot in such a place. But today, he was wearing a brand-new jacket, sporting a pair of sneakers, hands stuffed in his pockets, occasionally shaking his leg. This outfit, along with his nonchalant demeanor, made him the spitting image of a young man just off work, sneaking out to hit on girls and ready to find a bar to kill the long night. His gaze casually scanned the street scene, appearing somewhat unintentional. In reality, like a hawk, he was secretly observing all the movements around him. Countless unfamiliar faces passed by him, laughter, cellphone ringtones, and car honks interweaving into a symphony of urban noise. Xiao Shuai suddenly lifted his hand, his fingertips lightly touching the tiny earpiece hidden in his ear canal. His gaze then drifted to someone a dozen meters away, a subordinate dressed as a passerby, leaning against the wall. The man noticed his gaze, lightly shook his head, and his lips moved, conveying the message "everything is normal." Xiao Shuai understood and calmly retracted his gaze, as if the two were just strangers passing by. Official source is novel·fire·net Since three days ago, when Chen Chen successfully persuaded Noah Organization’s senior management to entrust the perimeter security work of Noah Pharmaceutical to the Red Tiger Gang, he had been completely busy. Gone were the days of slacking off at work, chatting with Chen Chen, drinking tea, wandering around after work, and scouting venues and manpower for the president. However, Xiao Shuai had no complaints, instead, he relished it. He was clear-headed, knowing this was not only the first genuine mission assigned by the president but also an excellent opportunity to gain a foothold in the newly formed "Illuminati" and even become a core member. To successfully complete the task, he voluntarily applied to join the security patrol team dispatched from the Red Tiger Gang. He even lied to his mother, saying that it was a company arrangement and he needed to go on a business trip for a few days. In reality, he had rented an apartment nearby overlooking the entire street as a temporary base. During the day, he summarized and analyzed intelligence, regularly reported to the president, and in his spare time, personally led several teams to patrol the nearby streets in shifts. For days, his sleep time had been reduced to less than six hours, and dark circles had already appeared under his eyes. This kind of life, although tiring, was far more fulfilling than his previous days of mingling at the bottom, and he was full of energy. However, the fatigue of nonstop work finally crept up on him. Xiao Shuai forced himself to stay alert, bringing the last remaining ember of the cigarette butt to his mouth and taking a hard drag. The acrid smoke irritated his lungs, temporarily dispelling the fatigue. He flicked the cigarette butt into a nearby trash can. Raising his head again, his gaze returned to the Skyscraper standing across the street in the night, his eyes flickering slightly. After days of continuous monitoring, the target was like a still pond, with not a ripple in sight. Yet, Xiao Shuai harbored not the slightest doubt about the president’s intelligence; on the contrary, the opponent’s tranquility only made him more vigilant. An organization that could play tricks under the president’s nose was by no means ordinary, and any slack could lead to fatal consequences. Lost in thought, Xiao Shuai couldn’t help but yawn. Just then, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his mind. This voice was like an invisible current, instantly penetrating the noisy background sound, sending a shiver through his body. It was the president! Xiao Shuai almost instinctively stood upright. The casual demeanor he had before vanished, his eyes became focused and respectful, like a soldier awaiting inspection. "President, are you looking for me?" He quickly responded silently in his heart. Fang Cheng’s consciousness had descended, now dwelling within Xiao Shuai’s body. He could clearly sense this guy’s utmost efforts to conceal his exhaustion, even failing to catch his earlier question instantly. However, Fang Cheng did not reproach him, merely repeating calmly: "Xiao Shuai, any movements from Noah Pharmaceutical?" "Yes, reporting to the president!" Xiao Shuai immediately concentrated, swiftly entering a working state, logically organizing his words in his mind. "Today is April 12th, and regarding the internal situation at Noah Pharmaceutical, according to our observations, there have been no further intrusion incidents in the test area, and the alarm system has remained silent." "As for the surrounding neighborhood, the brothers from the Red Tiger Gang are on patrol around the clock, and everything is under control, proceeding smoothly according to your plan." "From 8 a.m. today up until now, some suspicious individuals have entered the Noah Building, specifically..." Although, as per usual, the day’s summary should be submitted the following morning, Xiao Shuai dared not slack off, always ready to respond to the president’s sudden inquiries, answering methodically. Overall, similar to the previous days, there were no particular changes, a steadiness that seemed somewhat abnormal. Although Fang Cheng had his doubts, he nodded slightly, indicating for him to continue. He was naturally aware of these situations. Over the past three days, through daily routine reports, Fang Cheng had already gained a general understanding of Noah Pharmaceutical’s current state.