Luring Him Into the Trap
Ruan Yingxiong was about ready to snap. He threw down his chopsticks. "Li, if you've got the nerve, explain that sneaky phone call you just made. Don't say one thing and mean another!"
He had never met anyone so shameless.
"Personal privacy is a basic human right. You have no right to demand that!"
Li Bai was still perfectly righteous. If they had the guts, they could investigate and produce irrefutable evidence to nail him.
The International Criminal Police might sound intimidating, and they did have considerable authority, but they weren't all that scary.
Li Bai had discovered that human rights were a wonderful thing. Once he swung the big stick of human rights, the Vietnamese men retreated with their heads covered in bumps.
Without hard evidence, it would be difficult to prove what he had said on the phone. Any action based on mere conjecture would leave a black mark on the two officers' records. They'd tried to catch a chicken and ended up losing their rice instead.
Before entering the dining room, Li Bai had easily noticed the two International Criminal Police officers sneaking up, without even needing help from his Glazed Heart. His hearing alone was enough.
From five or six meters away, they could at most have caught a word or two.
As for anything more, that was like a cat watching salted fish—no chance in hell!
Secretary Xu opened his mouth, but it wasn't a good time for him to speak.
Li Bai had made the call right in front of him, but it had been entirely in Japanese, so naturally he hadn't understood a word. Without knowing what was said, he couldn't make a judgment.
He could only watch helplessly as Li Bai continued to tear into the Vietnamese