...plot holes are more difficult to discern. Because nothing in the X-World is ever lit from above.
So we walk by night through poorly-illuminated salvage yards (not that our own offices are lit any better), wearing regular business suits, with no personal protection equipment whatsoever, and, completely unsupervised by personnel who might have some idea what sort of possibly hazardous materials might be involved, we kick over suspicious-looking storage drums...
Oh, and we address each other by title and surname as frequently as possible in every conversation, in a completely unironic and non-sarcastic manner. Because that's how serious people converse.
So remember, viewers, when trying to conceal something from the authorities, be sure to answer or evade their questions in as hostile and snide a tone as you can muster, so as to throw them off the scent.
Man, that's what I call good writing and directing! If only the show runners had hit upon using the jerky, constantly-moving camera effect that made contemporaneous cop shows so edgy...