Chen Mo only wants to be an ordinary security guard.
Night shifts, slacking off, feeding cats, collecting his paycheck.
He thought that was how he’d spend the rest of his life.
Until a black SUV appeared in the residential complex where it didn’t belong.
Until a pair of eyes that shouldn’t have existed appeared behind the third-floor window.
Until that encrypted text message lit up again:
“Codename: Ghost.”
Chen Mo sighs and turns to a fresh page in his patrol log.
“June 15. Night shift. Everything in the complex is normal.”
Downstairs, Tuanzi meows.
Upstairs, something wakes up.
“I’m just a security guard. Really.”
