Maroni had chosen to receive Qin Wei in his study, proof enough that he had murder on his mind.
"You disturbed my sleep. If this is just some trivial matter... you know the consequences." Beneath the dim desk lamp, Maroni reclined in his chair in blue-and-purple striped pajamas, a cigar between his fingers as he watched Qin Wei.
He claimed his sleep had been disturbed, but his eyes were sharp and alert. He looked nothing like someone dragged out of bed.
You've obviously been waiting ages for me. Keep pretending!
Qin Wei saw through him but said nothing, explaining his purpose with a smile.
"Falcone just contacted me..."
"Oh? I like your honesty. It proves our cooperation can move into the next phase." Maroni wasn't surprised by the news. After all, every spy around him had been rooted out. Qin Wei was the only one left, so if Falcone wanted the truth, he had only one route to it.
"Do you think I'll use this opportunity to deal with Falcone?" Maroni asked.
Qin Wei scratched the stubble on his chin. He didn't think the question mattered much, so he could answer honestly:
"Harvey Dent has stirred up such a fuss. If I were you, I wouldn't cause trouble at a time like this."
"A rational answer, but not my choice."
Maroni rose and strolled over to the liquor cabinet, selecting a bottle after some deliberation.
"Care for a drink while we talk? Unfortunately, I haven't had time to let it breathe."
"No, thanks. The sooner we finish, the sooner I can sleep. I'm exhausted."
"Fine! Then I'll be blunt. I have no respect for Harvey Dent. Even if he sends Mayor Poke to prison, he won't bring me down!
"A mere prosecutor thinks he can get something on me? That's