Recognize one's own kind

Alix sat across from Chyou at the other side of the living room leaving Yating and Guiying with privacy to do their work. Jin leaned back on the couch, his arms crossed as he watched Chyou work with the ease of someone who had done this a thousand times before.

"So, let me get this straight," Chyou said, adjusting the settings on her hig-tech laptop. "You've already got access to her main phone. Calls and texts. But you want me to figure out what's going on with these mysterious burner phone calls you can't track?"

Alix nodded and paid close attention to her. But she couldn't help but keep peeking to Guiying's side now and then. She cleared her throat and focused back on Chyou.

"Those burner numbers disappear into thin air as soon as the call ends. I need to know who's behind them because Mui isn't doing this alone. She can be vicious but she is not that smart."