As Xia Lei and Ahn Suhyeong spoke, burly black men and white men appeared from the doors on both sides of the entrance. Xia Lei knew that they were from the CIA without using his X-ray vision, and that he had been surrounded. He knew that he couldn’t count on Bureau 101 now, and Long Bing and Tang Bo-Chuan would be of no help even if they were here. He could only rely on himself. 

Xia Lei’s left eye observed, and his brain whirred… 

“You’re finished, Xia Lei,” laughed Ahn Suhyeong, “But you did a wonderful job of chasing Shentu Tian-Yin away. You’re now someone she can’t reason with, and I will replace you. I will take care of her in your place for the rest of her life, hahaha…” 

Xia Lei took no notice of the words meant to humiliate him; his gaze went to Goodson. 

The CIA had the cafe surrounded and Goodson looked relaxed. He did not look away from Xia Lei’s gaze but met it. There was a faint smile on his lips too. 

Xia Lei scanned the cafe again, including the two doorways on both sides, but he did not see...