"I wonder why this police officer has come to see me? Is there something you need?" Bi Xia waved away the lobby manager who had brought up Wei Ming and looked at Wei Ming curiously.
Wei Ming looked at Bi Xia with interest, sizing him up and down, and finally stroked his chin. "I’ve only seen you on TV before. I thought you looked good because of beauty filters. But now that I see you in person, you’re real material."
Bi Xia did not sit on the sofa, but on the swivel chair behind the desk. "Is that so? Well, I should thank you for your compliment."
Wei Ming waved his hand with a smile. "No need, no need. I just like to speak the truth."
"I wasn’t genuinely thanking you," Bi Xia said lightly, "After all, you were just speaking the truth. Your compliment is something I can bear."
Wei Ming: ...
He chuckled softly and scratched his head. Truly tough to deal with, this kid’s way with words is incredible.
"I won’t bully a child," Wei Ming said. "I’m here to investigate something about your father, Bi Qingyun."
"First of all, Bi Qingyun is already dead. Even if Bi Jian Country is indeed Bi Qingyun, what Bi Qingyun committed would be another serious crime. I think you should be questioning the Xu Family rather than me, someone who hasn’t seen his father for years and thought he was dead... a minor."
Bi Xia flipped through a document, reading it as he continued, "Secondly, if you’re here to ask about me kicking and injuring Bi Jian Country, I’ve already talked about it last time at the police station. I don’t want to repeat it. As for compensation, I can afford it. If it’s jail time..."
He lifted his gaze to Wei Ming, his starry eyes indifferent, "I believe I’m eradicating evil for the greater good."
"Of course, if you police insist on such a judgment, I have no objection. I’ll just contact my lawyer to help with the appeal. After all, it’s all part of Bi Qingyun’s case, so let’s handle it altogether."
Wei Ming gaped, watching Bi Xia sign his name methodically, then putting the document aside, all while maintaining an extremely clear mind. He couldn’t help but swallow, "Honestly, I’ve only ever met one person who could render me speechless and think so sharply while multitasking. Now, you’re the second."
"Second?" Bi Xia raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, I only do first."
Tsk, just as arrogant.
Wei Ming shrugged and lazily leaned back against the sofa, "In fact, I’ve come to ask about Bi Qingyun, but my main purpose is to see if my guess is correct."
"Speak." Bi Xia looked at Wei Ming.
With a snap of his fingers, Wei Ming said, "Although I’m new here, when I arrived in Qing City, the names I heard most often were Nine Pavilion and X Group."
"This time, our clues have been continually disappearing. Director Zhang found that someone was warning us to conduct our business fairly. But I’m curious, who exactly is this person? Why go to such lengths? Aren’t they afraid of being caught by the Xu Family and unable to stay in Qing City?"
"I’ve thought about it, and there’s only one person who’s most likely."
Wei Ming slowly got up, "Someone with exceptionally high intelligence and emotional intelligence, calm disposition, remarkable leadership skills, extraordinary status, and most importantly, a grudge against the Xu Family!"
Standing in front of the desk, Wei Ming leaned forward, hands braced on the desk, staring unblinkingly at the calm-faced youth across from him, "Initially, I thought of the Nine Pavilion Master, Zhan Jiu, but considering everything, I thought of one more person."
"And that is you, Bi Xia."