Immediately, he suppressed his anger, clumsily put away the military knife, pulled out a pack of Huazi cigarettes from his right pants pocket, and offered them with nodded pleas.
"Officers, I'm sorry."
"I was too impulsive just now. It was truly a big misunderstanding. Please bear with me. Come, have a cigarette."
That ingratiating smile was more unsightly than a crying face, and he bent his waist so low it was nearly ninety degrees.
Li Jian didn't even lift an eyelid, just waved his hand dismissively, an action full of indifference.
"Cooperate well with our investigation!"
"Of course, of course, anything you need, if I know it, I'll definitely tell you."
Ye Hui responded eagerly, his tone ingratiating, nodding like a pecking chicken.
Li Jian's gaze was as sharp as a torch as he glanced at the three yellow-haired guys and the woman behind Ye Hui.
