Lin Chuan rested his hands on the table and smiled, "This isn't actually difficult."
"Oh?"
Zhou Weijun became more curious.
Lin Chuan explained, "Elder Zhou has the characteristics of National Security."
Zhou Weijun narrowed his eyes, "National Security's characteristics?"
This statement seemed quite mystical.
If one really had to explain it, it would be based on intuition.
However, Zhou Weijun didn't believe that Lin Chuan could determine his identity based solely on intuition.
Lin Chuan chuckled lightly, "National Security people have a keen insight in their eyes. When Elder Zhou and I made eye contact just now, I could feel this extraordinary insight."
"Lin is very good at giving compliments."
Zhou Weijun laughed heartily, "Lin seems to know a lot about our National Security."
This little flattery was just right.
A young man by their side poured Lin Chuan a cup of tea and also took a secretive look at Lin Chuan.
"I'm just guessing."
Lin Chuan bluffed.