Ye Fan, who sat on the sofa, stared blankly at the police officers who suddenly appeared. His heart rate surged, although he had done nothing improper after entering the room. Nonetheless, seeing the police made him extremely nervous. Another thing Ye Fan couldn't figure out was how the police had come to be there?
Could it, after all, be that Li Wei had called the police? That didn't seem right, either; Li Wei had indeed made a secretive phone call but that wasn't to 110, and she had hung up without the call going through.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind: there had been drugs in the drink and something fishy about the cigarette. Could it be that Li Wei had deliberately set him up and then arranged for someone to call the police? Thinking of this, a cold sweat formed on Ye Fan's forehead. It was just as he had suspected upon arrival; he had indeed been calculated against.
