Capturing the Accomplice

Breakthrough

Suspect Liu Yawen was still putting on a serious front, but his subtle reactions had all been caught by Li Bai.

When it came to reading people, psychiatrists were every bit as capable as veteran detectives like Old Zhang.

When Li Bai stood in an interrogation room, he could practically pass for a veteran detective himself.

The suspect sat there without reacting, but Li Bai noticed the slight tremor in his hands and the movement of his eyes beneath his eyelids.

Language was only one means of conveying information, not the only one. So what if someone refused to speak? When their emotional fluctuations were laid bare, they couldn't hide a thing.

"You don't believe me? I spent four million dollars specifically to wipe out every last one of them. Look, I've even got the transfer records here."

Li Bai took out his phone, opened the app, and pulled up the transfer records.

Whether the suspect believed him or not, the record of a four-million-dollar transfer was real. Whether or not the money had been used to wipe out every last one of them, it was proof enough that Li Bai had that kind of wealth.

Sometimes, flaunting your wealth was a form of intimidation.

"..."

Liu Yawen's agitation grew harder and harder to conceal. Li Bai had proven that he was the kind of rich man who did whatever he pleased—and that he could even treat human life as worthless.

Little Wang, standing off to the side, immediately gave him a thumbs-up. Brother Li was a master at throwing his weight around. Anyone would have to think twice when faced with someone brandishing four million dollars.

"So, how much do you think it would take to deal with your family?"

Li Bai pulled over a chair and sat