There's poison in the wine?!
The Special Agents from the Ministry of Defense stared at Bi Fang warily. Wu Mei grabbed Li Nanchen's hand to check his pulse and examine his condition. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ben's actions.
Bi Fang flexed his neck and looked at the knives and forks on the round table. He said calmly, "Don't be so nervous. Who would be stupid enough to poison you in public? Besides, there doesn't seem to be any grudges between us, right? Why would I attack you?"
Ben swirled his empty wine glass and exposed Bi Fang's disguise with a sneer. He said in a scornful tone, "Using poison is your usual trick."
