"What?" Zhou Liang thought he had translated it wrong, feeling a bit bewildered.
Fake, how is that possible?
After Tang Si explained, Zhou Liang understood.
Tang Si's eyes were deep and he stared at Jiang Yan.
—[Don't waste words with him, he's clearly stalling for time. If he doesn't compromise, Chen Jiu will give him a bullet.]
Since it's fake, since they're stalling for time, they mustn't waste any more time with him.
From the beginning, they've been scattering their police force, diverting their attention.
There must be some large-scale illegal activity happening behind the scenes.
—[The people on the side, come in immediately.]
—[I'll count to 3, 2, 1.]
After signaling the police, Tang Si glanced over at Song Yi.
She was staring at him, their gazes collided in the air, at this distance, so close yet so far, intensely wrapping around one's heart.
The heart was pounding fiercely; this exchange of gazes seemed to have infinite lingering tenderness.
