Lance's car was right there.
The restaurant's owner was an Imperial person, so the boss was very cooperative.
Panda opened the car door and sat inside, "Mr. Lance, you should avoid calling me directly. If I don't answer and someone familiar with you does, I could be exposed!"
After listening, Lance nodded in agreement, "You're right. The next time I call you, you start by saying 'banana.'"
"If you say that word, I'll know it's you and then I'll speak. Otherwise, I won't say anything."
"Okay... fine!" Panda felt helpless about this arrangement, "Did you call me here today because there's something you need me to do?"
"If you're asking about Lukar's business, I'm not too sure. He might still have an undercover, but I don't know who it is; I haven't heard him mention anyone."
He had also heard that Lance had been investigated at a warehouse.
