Gao Zhenyue pointed at the buzz-cut young man across from him, then shot a quick glance at Officer Chen beside him. He seemed to want to say something, but swallowed his words.
Yang Qi took it all in.
He calmly looked at the buzz-cut young man.
When the buzz-cut young man met his gaze, he glanced over at the composed Director Wu, and his aggressive demeanor visibly deflated. His eyes began to shift evasively.
Just then—
Yang Qi keenly sensed that Officer Chen's foot, hidden beneath the table, had given the buzz-cut young man's calf an extremely light and swift tap.
The motion was so quick it was nearly imperceptible.
But to the powerful senses of Yang Qi's Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer, this tiny motion was as clear as a slow-motion replay.
He could even "hear" the subtle rustle of their pant legs brushing against each other.
The buzz-cut young man's body tensed slightly.
He wasn't a fool.
