Crack!
A sharp snap rang out.
Shiqi raised his hand and broke the hand Leiter had clamped around his neck.
The whole process was effortless.
A moment earlier, that hand could easily have snapped Shiqi's neck.
Now, it had gone limp and powerless.
What was more, Shiqi turned around and seized Leiter by the neck.
In less than a second, their roles and positions had been reversed.
Yet Shiqi showed no satisfaction.
His face wore a bitter smile.
"When did you notice?"
"This might sound like bragging, but I thought I could imitate Shiqi perfectly. Even people who knew him well shouldn't have been able to tell us apart."
"Shiqi" asked.
"When you reappeared in front of me and handed me Feili's letter. You acted agitated, but it felt deliberate. Of course, that alone wouldn't have made me particularly suspicious. But the changes in the unconscious Boyle forced me to pay attention. He had suddenly become a little too 'weak.' That was hard to ignore, and a quick examination revealed several discrepancies."
"For example, Boyle was unconscious because of a drug, rather than for no apparent reason as before. Then there were the calluses on his right index finger and thumb, which looked like the result of years of holding a gun. His back should have been somewhat hunched, yet his spine was perfectly normal. And so on."
"Do you need me to continue?"
"Boyle!"
As Qin Ran spoke, he gave Boyle, who had disguised himself as Shiqi, a hostile look.
Just as Boyle had said, he really did look exactly like Shiqi.
Had it not been for the various inconsistencies and the suspicions Qin Ran had harbored about Boyle from the beginning, Qin Ran would never have dared conclude that someone had taken Shiqi's place.
And why the hostile