"You—"
"I can't believe you!"
Xue Zhiwen, who felt as if he had been electrocuted, suddenly stood up and pointed at Luo Fei, his eyes filled with ferocity, and even trembled as if in a spasm.
He never expected the other party to be so ruthless!
Now it's too late; the other party can send him to an inescapable doom with just a recording pen.
And at this moment, Luo Fei was smiling calmly at him.
That smile seemed like a death sentence.
The pig heart gift box placed to the side looked particularly sinister.
He thought the other party had really come to say goodbye and admit defeat, but now it was clear it was all a façade, just like himself.
He couldn't imagine how a proud and formidable police officer would feign defeat and sincerity just to get him to talk, as if giving up everything!
"Hard to believe, right?"
Luo Fei chuckled.
"I know what you're thinking, actually I also considered earlier if I could deceive you this way."
