Seeing the dagger pressing against his lower abdomen, Li Zaimin felt a deep fear.
As if the grim reaper had descended.
"Don't, don't do it, I'll, I'll talk."
"This project, it was the deputy minister of the Security Department who contacted me, his, his name is Li Zhengxian."
"Li Xianzheng..."
Lin Yi muttered to himself, noting down the name.
"There's another thing I need you to do, I hope you'll cooperate nicely and not disclose my message."
Li Zaimin nodded repeatedly, but had already devised a strategy to deal with the situation.
Lin Yi's voice emerged ominously, plunging his state of mind into an abyss in an instant.
"People like you are the least trustworthy, so I wouldn't even believe your punctuation."
"No no no, everything I said is true, I absolutely won't disclose your message."
"Such guarantees are useless to me," Lin Yi said: