Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

The shill who started the disturbance, in order to further express his absolute trust in Li Mo'an, stretched out his thick finger and drew a circle in the air.

His eyes, gleaming with intoxication, swept across the crowd, as if searching for the most suitable negative example.

Finally, his finger suddenly stopped and pointed directly at the old man who stood not far behind Li Mo'an, who had been silent and looked the most honest.

"For example..."

He grinned widely and said loudly in a joke, "Boss Li, any one of us could be an undercover agent, even your most trusted confidant, Brother Zou, could be one! But you, absolutely not!"

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The words fell.

Zou Jiulong felt as if time had been paused at that moment.

The crackling of the campfire and the chirping of insects in the distant forest seemed to vanish in an instant.

Zou Jiulong, who was being pointed directly at by that finger, felt as if his heart had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand and stopped beating in that instant.

A chilling cold suddenly rose from his tailbone and instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones.

"He...he's pointing at me?"

Why was he pointing at me?!

Zou Jiulong's mind went blank with a buzz.

He felt the eyes of all the drug dealers around him instantly focus on him.

Those gazes were filled with scrutiny, mockery, and a kind of curiosity that seemed to thrive on chaos.

He could feel the cold sweat pour down his back in an instant, soaking through his thin shirt.

The sticky, cold sweat clung tightly to his skin, making him feel as if he were being coiled up by a slippery, venomous snake.

He was a policeman his whole life, and he caught at least eighty or a hundred thieves.

But he swore he had never been so nervous in his life.

He recalled the first time he fired a gun when he was young, the first time he faced a knife-wielding assailant, and countless moments of life and death.

He was never afraid during those times.

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But now, he's afraid.

He feared that a subconscious glance away or an unintentional muscle twitch would expose his identity and plunge him and his comrades into an abyss of no return.

"Stay calm!"

"We absolutely must hold on!"

The strong willpower honed over decades of police service was brought to its fullest potential at this moment.

Zou Jiulong forcibly tensed every muscle in his face, controlling them to stop trembling from extreme fear.

He even tried to make his eyes look somewhat blank, as if he didn't understand what kind of joke the other person was making.

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The other plainclothes police officers standing next to him were in no better shape.

They all had their heads down, their hands gripping the seams of their trousers tightly, their knuckles white from the force.

Everyone's heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of their chest.

They never dreamed that they, real police officers, would be "identified" in this way by a drug dealer as a joke.

This is simply the most absurd black humor in the world.

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However, the joking drug dealer was completely oblivious to the unusual behavior of Zou Jiulong and the others.

In his view, these bodyguards, who were Li's trusted confidants, always had this cold and unsmiling demeanor, and were obviously ruthless characters who had seen big scenes and killed people.

It's normal to be a little slow to react when you're being joked about by yourself.

He thought his joke was just right, both flattering Boss Li and livening up the atmosphere.

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So, he walked over with a smile, patted Zou Jiulong's stiff shoulder, and continued to comfort him in a carefree manner:

"Brother Zou, don't be nervous. I was just saying, just kidding, just kidding!"

After saying that, he pointed to the plainclothes police officers next to Lao Zou, who were also so nervous they were almost suffocating, and continued in what he thought was a very humorous tone:

"Including these people around you, you are all confidants who have followed Boss Li through thick and thin. You might be undercover agents, haha, I'm just kidding. I just want to make it clear that even if you are undercover agents, Boss Li can't be one."

He spoke with absolute certainty, demonstrating his complete trust in Li Mo'an's team.

He was completely unaware that his seemingly clever joke had used the most precise process of elimination to perfectly circle all the correct answers on the scene, and then cleanly eliminated them all.

Little did he know that the five or six people his finger traced were all real police officers who had traveled a long way from the Yanghai City Central Police Station.

Listening to the "reverse verification" from the drug dealer, Li Mo'an, who had witnessed the whole thing from the side, remained calm.

but.

He looked at the pale-faced "colleagues" who were trying to remain calm, and then at the drug dealer who was still joking around triumphantly.

I was utterly speechless.

"Big brother, please stop talking..."

"If you keep talking, I'm afraid they'll have a heart attack right here and now..."

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Just then, another drug dealer, who was a bit tipsy, joined in the commotion.

He grabbed the shoulder of one of his brothers and, drunkenly, shouted at Li Mo'an:

"That's right! Boss Li could never be an undercover agent!"

"I'm putting my words right here!"

He pointed at Li Mo'an, expressing his loyalty in a crude yet incredibly sincere way, a true expression of loyalty.

"Boss Li, if you're an undercover agent, you poop, I'll eat it!"

As soon as this vulgar and offensive remark was uttered, an even more violent burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd.

Everyone was amused by the drug dealer's "loyalty".

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Li Mo'an, who was the center of attention, remained calm throughout the entire performance, watching the group's show.

Upon hearing the vulgar phrase "You're making me eat," he slowly turned his head and looked at the drug dealer whose face was flushed and who was shouting.

Li Mo'an's face remained expressionless, but he spoke slowly and earnestly:

"Sorry, bro, not yet."

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He paused for a moment, seemingly deep in thought.

Then, in that serious tone, he added:

"I'll let you know as soon as I have it."

"Let me give you something hot to eat."

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Li Mo'an's serious demeanor while telling lame jokes, coupled with his expressionless face, created a striking contrast.

The laughter at the scene stopped abruptly.

All the drug dealers stared at him blankly, seemingly unable to react.

A few seconds later.

When they finally understood the meaning behind those words.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter, louder and more joyful than ever before, echoed throughout the camp once again.

For a moment, the scene was filled with a joyful atmosphere.