Gao Chen's gaze was like a poisoned dagger, piercing straight through.
"Wang Zheng, do you think you're very clever?"
His deep voice carried an oppressive weight that made it hard to breathe.
The smile on my lips felt somewhat stiff.
I knew that Li Yan must have intervened.
That corrupt officer would never miss an opportunity to seize control of the situation.
I tightened my grip on the cigarette butt, my fingertips unconsciously rubbing against it.
That Chinese cigarette held my trump card, my only bargaining chip.
But now, it seemed more like a hot potato.
"Mr. Gao, the 'hidden hand' behind you must be itching to clean house, right?"
I deliberately replied in a casual tone, trying to catch a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
Gao Chen's pupils flickered ever so slightly.
Indeed, I had hit the mark.
"Hmph, Wang Zheng, you're too naive."
He let out a cold laugh and pulled out his phone, his fingers flying over the screen.
A heaviness settled in my heart.
He was mobilizing his troops, preparing to counterattack.
The noise in the restaurant suddenly surged again.
Waiters darted back and forth with plates in hand, while diners chatted and laughed.
Everything seemed so normal.
Yet I caught a whiff of danger, permeating the air.
An invisible net was slowly tightening around us.
My gaze swept across every corner of the restaurant.
Every customer, every waiter could be an informant for Li Yan.
This feeling was like being trapped in a massive transparent cage, surrounded by prying eyes from all directions.
I took a deep breath, biting down harder on the cigarette butt in my mouth.
"Mr. Gao, who are you signaling?"
My voice was low, audible only to the two of us.
Gao Chen lifted his head, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "You'll find out soon enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the restaurant's door was suddenly pushed open.
Two men in black uniforms walked in, their gazes landing squarely on me.
It was Li Yan's people.
My heart instantly leaped to my throat.
They walked with steady steps, each footfall feeling like a weight on my chest.
I could sense that more people were following behind them.
The atmosphere in the restaurant shifted abruptly, becoming eerie.
Diners whispered among themselves, and the waitstaff paused in their tasks.
Zhao Yuan, that woman, wore a barely concealed smirk of schadenfreude on her face.
She had long colluded with Li Yan, and now that I was in trouble, she was clearly enjoying it.
Du Rong stood not far away, her eyes filled with concern.
Her large eyes anxiously looked at me, as if she wanted to say something.
I gave her a look, signaling her not to act rashly.
I knew that Gao Chen and Li Yan were intent on capturing me this time.
They wouldn’t give me any chance to breathe.
My mind raced as I searched for a way to escape.
The "Cognitive Fog" technique was my only hope.
I must take the initiative before they make a move.
"Officer Li, long time no see."
I smiled, a smirk of cynicism on my face.
The two men in black did not respond; they merely stared at me coldly.
Their hands were already resting on their waists.
"Wang Zheng, you really are 'audacious beyond measure.'"
A chilling voice came from outside the door.
Li Yan.
He walked in with heavy steps, each one carrying an invisible sense of oppression.
Dressed in a black trench coat, his imposing figure appeared even taller.
His gaze sliced through the air like a knife, scanning me back and forth.
"Do you think those little tricks can fool me?"
Li Yan approached Gao Chen, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
He glanced at the position of Gao Chen's handbag, and a fleeting look of triumph crossed his eyes.
He believed everything was under his control.
I looked at him, a cold smile creeping into my heart.
The cat-and-mouse game had only just begun.
I slowly pulled the cigarette butt from my mouth, gently rolling it between my fingers.
My gaze swept over Li Yan, then over Gao Chen, finally landing on Zhao Yuan.
At that moment, Zhao Yuan's face turned unusually pale.
She seemed to sense something.
"Officer Li, are you looking for this?"
I suddenly spoke up, my voice not loud but clear enough for everyone present to hear.
I raised my hand and tossed the cigarette butt toward Li Yan.
It traced a perfect arc through the air, landing precisely at Li Yan's feet.
Li Yan froze for a moment, looking down at the cigarette butt beside him, confusion filling his eyes.
He reached down and picked it up.
"What... what is this?"
He looked at me with bewilderment.
I smiled, a sly and confident grin.
"There are records of all your transactions with Zhao Yuan hidden in here."
My words struck like thunder, echoing in Gao Chen and Zhao Yuan's ears.
Gao Chen's face turned ashen in an instant.
He looked at me in disbelief, then glanced at the handbag in his hand.
Trembling, he opened the bag, only to find it empty.
The Chinese cigarette was long gone.
Zhao Yuan's body shook violently, as if she were sifting through grain.
She wanted to escape, but her legs felt as heavy as lead, unable to move.
"You... when did you?"
Li Yan's face turned pale.
He clenched the cigarette butt in his hand, his eyes filled with shock and anger.
A playful smile curled at the corners of my mouth.
"It's a cat-and-mouse game, Officer Li. Who is the cat and who is the mouse? That’s still up for debate."
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