"Do the other ghosts know about this?"
"No way, times are different now. The Scorching Sun Department keeps too close an eye on things, so the ghosts all keep a low profile. Not many ghosts know about this stuff, and even if they do, they'd never tell Scorching Sun."
"Do the ghosts have a big problem with the Scorching Sun Department?"
"It's not really a grudge, per se. It's more that they avoid them. Most ghosts just want to be left alone: 'I don't bother you, you don't bother me.' They're strictly divided from Scorching Sun. A lot of them died young and don't like dealing with the authorities."
"Alright, you can be my informant from now on. Do you want cash, a bank transfer, or paper money?"
"No need, no need, man, that's too generous of you."
"Got a bank account? Give it to me, you'll get a monthly wage—five thousand a month to start. Bonus is extra."
Mai Conggui beamed and gave him a bank account number.
