"Don't think just because you're police, you can suspect people at will. If you make baseless accusations like this, I can sue you." The man glared at Zhang Haiyang with false bravado.
"Mr. Liu, could you please state your ID number?" Zhang Haiyang's tone grew heavier, his gaze seriously fixed on Liu Shifei.
"Police work isn't easy, sir, please cooperate and just tell them your ID number," Luo Fei interjected, assuming the role of a helpful citizen.
"Yeah, hurry up, don't delay the officers' work, or disrupt everyone else's meal." Other people in the restaurant also began urging the man to cooperate with the police.
"Enough, Shifei, just tell them your ID number!" The woman beside the man softly urged him after seeing the dissatisfaction among the crowd.
The man's expression changed from one moment to the next, and then he turned to the woman and said, "Xiaoxi, go wait for me outside. I have something to say to the officers, I'll come down soon and we can eat elsewhere."
