The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 467 - 271: Jiang An’s Unique Perspective

minutes later, Ye Hui, with his flamboyant blond hair and fashionable attire, hurriedly arrived at the entrance of Ruyi Foot Massage Shop.

Once at the entrance, his shifty eyes scanned the room, catching sight of Li Jian and two men sitting firmly on the massage beds, without any tools in hand.

Instantly, his eyes widened in rage, like a firecracker ignited, his face all tense and twitching, veins bulging on his neck. Without a word, he charged inside aggressively.

Upon entering, he first cast a vicious glare at the woman standing behind him.

The woman was like a frightened little rabbit, her face turned pale, her lips quivering, and nodded slightly.

With a sobbing tone, she trembled as she spoke, "It’s them, trying to drive us out of this street."

Upon hearing this, Ye Hui immediately directed his gaze like sharp nails, fiercely pinning it onto Li Jian.

At this moment, Li Jian resembled a steadfast Mount Tai, sitting steadily on the massage bed, his expression unchanged, exuding calmness.

Like stars in a cold night, there was an aura about him that couldn’t be ignored.

After a moment, he slightly raised his head, critically sweeping over Ye Hui and the several henchmen cowering behind him.

The corner of Li Jian’s mouth tugged slightly, forming a faintly mocking arc, and he spoke unhurriedly, "So you’re Ye Hui?"

"Huh, yeah, I’m Ye Hui!"

Ye Hui shouted in a hoarse voice, "Are you tired of living?"

"Do you know how long I’ve been running a massage business in this area?"

"There’s only ever been my massage shop on this street!"

"I’m the boss here, walking sideways, and you dare to come provoke me!"

As he spoke, spit flew everywhere, his face muscles twitching, making him look even more ferocious.

"Oh, you sure have a big tone."

Li Jian stood up, adjusting his collar.

Instantly, the henchmen behind Ye Hui swiftly revealed daggers from their hands, gleaming like a pack of wolves showing their fangs.

Ye Hui was not to be outdone, quickly pulling out a military knife from his pants pocket, the blade coldly reflecting under the light.

The hand holding the knife was so tense, the knuckles turned white, and his whole demeanor was filled with hostility.

Li Jian seemed unfazed, his gaze carrying a touch of cynical mockery, "You scoundrels, daring to illegally possess firearms and knives in broad daylight, wanting to cause harm here?"

Ye Hui snorted coldly.

"You should consider your own worth."

"If you don’t get lost, today I’ll have you carried out flat."

Suddenly, Li Jian’s expression darkened, he turned to survey the shop’s interior.

He frowned slightly, his gaze full of disdain.

"This shabby place clearly isn’t a legitimate massage parlor, filthy, yet dares welcome customers."

"Whether legit or not is none of your business!"

"I have my ways of doing things, so stop babbling here."

"Hurry up and apologize, compensate us for the loss of a morning business, ten thousand yuan."

"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude, and you’ll taste blood!"

Ye Hui waved the military knife, his visage growing even more menacing, sweat beads rolling down his forehead, mixing with his twitching face, looking particularly terrifying, seemingly ready to pounce and tear someone to pieces at any moment.

"Ten thousand yuan?"

Li Jian’s lips curled into a faint arc, glancing at the massage bed, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Just sitting here, you ask for ten thousand right off."

"You’re quite ruthless, really know how to calculate, must be obsessed with money."

"Who are you calling a brat?"

Ye Hui, as if ignited, flew into a rage, violently pulling out the knife, raising it high, about to swing down.

However, in the split second, the officer, who had been silent all along, swiftly pulled out a police badge from his pocket.

The badge flashed open in front of Ye Hui with a "snap," accompanied by a loud reprimand, "Look clearly, we are police."

"Put the knife down, you want to assault an officer?"

The voice was like a thunderous bell, causing hearts to tremble.

Ye Hui felt a "buzz" in his head, like struck by a heavy hammer.

His face color instantly drained, replaced by a terrified pallor.

His hand shook, and the military knife clattered to the ground.

He was like a deflated balloon, immediately lost the arrogance he earlier had, his legs weakened, nearly collapsing onto the floor.

Li Jian frowned slightly, disdain around his lips, "I initially wanted to reason with you peacefully, but you had to make the situation difficult."

Saying so, he heavily patted Ye Hui’s shoulder.

"Pick up the knife, I have a few questions for you."

At this moment, Ye Hui stood there like a piece of wood, not returning to his senses for a long time.

From being an overbearing bully a moment ago to facing police authority in seconds, it took only a few minutes.

His years of streetwise bravado didn’t prove useful at all, dazed like a lost lamb.

No wonder, the three before him weren’t wearing uniforms nor bore any police insignia.

But upon closer inspection, their upright postures stood like pine, their stance standard, every move showing traces of professional training.

Surely after hearing that someone was causing trouble, he was impulsively blinded by anger, failing to detect this truth.

Now, regret overwhelmed Ye Hui, turning to glare fiercely at the woman by the bar, eyes burning with anger threatening to devour her.