Private room in a tea house.
Dong Xuebin's words instantly ratcheted up the tense atmosphere.
The middle-aged couple and college student who had been called in for questioning all stared at Dong Xuebin in surprise. Is this guy sick? We already told him they're from the provincial State Security Department, yet he's still acting this tough? Isn't he asking to get dealt with? What kind of place is State Security? They hold the power of life and death. With a few tricks, they could slap a spy charge on you, and there'd be nothing you could do. There are really a lot of gutsy people these days!
"Xiao Bin." Yu Meixia was worried sick.
He patted her hand reassuringly and looked at the three men.
The leader narrowed his eyes and coldly pulled an ID from his pocket, flashing it before Dong Xuebin's eyes.
Dong Xuebin reacted quickly. Before the man could put it away, he snatched the ID and examined it in his hand.
The leader and his two subordinates flew into a rage. "Are you looking to die? Huh?"
After one casual glance, Dong Xuebin laughed. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the ID straight into the leader's face. Smack! "I think you're the ones looking to die! State Security, my ass! Of all the people you could impersonate, you chose them? Tired of living, huh? Trying to fool me with a fake ID?"
The leader froze. "What the hell are you talking about?"
The middle-aged couple and the college student were all stunned, suspicion dawning on them. Fake?
Yu Meixia clung to his arm dependently. "Xiao Bin, they... they're impersonators?"
Dong Xuebin sneered. "I knew it. Why would State Security come looking for you for no reason? Damn, you've got some nerve! What kind of