He had already tried many times, calling the number provided by the other party, but it was still impossible to get through.
So Ye Mubei was quite suspicious that the other party was simply provoking him now.
"Mr. Ye, could you try to draw some information out of him the next time he contacts you?"
He naturally knew about drawing out information, but because of Shen Ruoxi's situation, he couldn't stay calm anymore.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Scarface's call came in, and Ye Mubei didn't avoid the police, answering it directly.
"Ye Mubei, you are truly disappointing. Your efficiency in handling matters is too low."
His tone was filled with mockery, as if he was laughing at the incompetence of the police and Ye Mubei.
How many such situations had he seen before? He had long since lost any reverence for the police.
"What exactly do you want? If you've really made up your mind and don't want to save this girl, then I'll just toss her into the sea to feed the fish."
