"Yes. I only caught glimpses of them by accident. The Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth's dealings are top secret—my brother-in-law never talks about them with anyone. The only reason I know is because I sell information. I used to keep an eye on the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth operatives outside the city and happened to recognize one. After observing a few times, I confirmed it."
Fearful for his life, Lagan confessed more than what was asked.
"What does he look like? Do you have a picture?" Amalia asked.
Lagan shook his head. "No, I didn't even dare to look directly at him, let alone take a picture. I only caught a few glimpses from a distance."
Kenny Lin stepped on Lagan's back, his voice cold. "Where's the photo?"
Lagan struggled. "I really—"
"Forget it. I think we should just use soul-searching." Kenny Lin spoke to Amalia. "I've been working on a new method—only extracting specific parts of a person's memory. This is a good chance to test it out."
