462 A Heated Dispute

In just a glance, one could tell that the two black-clothed men who had solemn expression and rigid movement served for the state powerful government body. When they walked up to Zhang Lisheng, they concurrently flashed their credentials printed with US national emblem on the leather covers and shook it in front of the young man.

The slightly older man who had thin-haired and sharper gaze looked at the young man and said, "Mr. Zhang Lisheng? I'm James White, a senior investigator from the FBI, and this is my colleague, Haden Epson. We have a few questions that we would like to ask you, so I wonder if you are free or not?"

"FBI?" Zhang Lisheng was slightly taken aback. He reached out a hand. He patted his female companion, who had turned somewhat pale and was about to take a step forward, before shrugging. "Mr. White, I didn't have an enjoyable experience when I came across the FBI last time, so can I say 'no' this time?"