Chapter 390: Do Lies Really Help? Boss Green’s Scalp-Tingling Fear

At this moment.

Boss Green, who had been staring at the nearly overflowing glass of red wine, was growing increasingly heavy-hearted.

When he heard Su Ming’s question, he instinctively looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and confusion that couldn’t be put into words.

But in the very next second.

That confusion and shock quickly shifted into a veiled savagery. He straightened up and responded with solemn seriousness.

“Su.”

“You’re a valued guest of Infatuation Bar, and I respect you deeply.”

“But if… you’re trying to pin this on me, then I’m afraid Infatuation Bar won’t be so welcoming to you anymore.”

“Young Master Morgan’s accident is something neither Morgan Financial Group nor I ever wanted to see.”

“My Infatuation Bar lost its biggest customer. Even this premium wine I specially prepared for tonight hasn’t sold a single bottle since his incident.”

“If I had a hand in his death, what good would that do me? Why would I ever dare to target the sole heir of Morgan Financial Group?”

It was obvious.

Though his mood had sunk to rock bottom, the ever-shrewd Boss Green immediately recognized that he could not be linked to Little Morgan’s death.

At the very least, he absolutely could not admit that Little Morgan’s visit to Knight Bar had anything to do with him.

If he did, and Old Morgan—currently in a state of rage—believed his son’s accident was somehow connected to him, there was no telling what kind of extreme retaliation might follow.

A life for a life would be the least of it.

Because of this.

Even under the immense psychological pressure from Su Ming, Boss Green didn’t back down in the slightest. He made it clear from the start that he had nothing to do with the incident.

To gain Su Ming’s trust, he even revealed that since Little Morgan’s accident, Infatuation Bar’s revenue had plummeted, and the premium wine before them hadn’t sold even once in a month.

By choosing to disclose such details, Boss Green was clearly showing his desperation. He was determined to avoid any connection to Little Morgan’s case.

But in the face of Boss Green’s threats and urgency, Su Ming’s expression didn’t change at all.

He merely glanced at Boss Green, then placed the bottle of premium wine in his hand onto the glass tabletop with a bit of force.

Thud.

The base of the bottle struck the glass.

That single sound shifted the entire atmosphere of the private room into one of tension.

Su Ming’s gaze turned razor-sharp as he stared directly at Boss Green. His fingers tapped lightly on the table as he questioned coldly.

“Boss Green.”

“There’s no need to play dumb with me. I only asked one thing… Did you tell Little Morgan about Knight Bar?”

“That question only requires a simple yes or no.”

“But your answer was… that Little Morgan’s accident had nothing to do with you. Which means, subconsciously, you believe the accident happened because he went to Knight Bar.”

“I think… someone like you, Boss Green, a sly old fox who built such a massive nightlife empire, wouldn’t make the mistake of misinterpreting my words or saying something careless, would you?”

“After all, from the way you responded, you clearly thought it over for several seconds before answering.”

“Didn’t you? Hmm?”

As those words landed.

Boss Green, who had been managing to stay composed, suddenly grew visibly uneasy. He instinctively clenched his right hand into a fist.

He was gripping so tightly that his hand trembled slightly.

Then, like a cornered wolf, he stared at Su Ming with a dark, threatening gaze and said in a low voice.

“Su, my VIP guest.”

“You should know… this is my Infatuation Bar. This is my turf, a business I’ve run for years.”

“I don’t know why you’re here stirring up trouble.”

“But let me tell you one thing. The reason I was able to build such a massive nightlife empire in New York wasn’t just luck.”

“The United States isn’t like your Dragon Country, where everyone follows the law and things are safe. Here, misfortune and gunshots can strike without warning.”

“My friend, Su, I hope you don’t run into that kind of misfortune.”

In response to Boss Green’s veiled threat, Su Ming gave a faint smile and shrugged, completely unfazed.

“Boss Green.”

“With things as they are, what’s the point of bluffing?”

“If you’re smart enough, you should already have guessed… where I got that unlimited black card from.”

“For Old Morgan to hand me an unlimited black card, what does that say about his attitude? As the owner of a major venue like Infatuation Bar, you should understand that better than anyone.”

“Of course, you could try to run. Flee to another country.”

“But I’m afraid… you do know Chief Walker, don’t you? To make Infatuation Bar the hottest club in New York, I’m sure you’ve had plenty of dealings with him.”

“Right now, Chief Walker is standing outside the entrance of Infatuation Bar. So tell me… if I ask him to come in, do you think his gun will be pointed at me, or at you?”

At this point.

Su Ming could clearly see Boss Green’s clenched right hand trembling even more. In his once-fierce eyes, a hint of fear was now buried deep.

It was clear.

All of Boss Green’s earlier bluster had been nothing more than hollow threats.

In this situation, as a seasoned nightlife boss, he had already realized… Su Ming was definitely a private investigator hired by Old Morgan.

Even if he chose the most extreme course of action, he wouldn’t be able to escape the grasp of Morgan Financial Group.

In the United States, capital and dollars were everything. Aside from other equally powerful conglomerates, the lives and deaths of most people could be decided with a single word from Old Morgan.

With that in mind.

Boss Green slowly unclenched his fist. His hands opened and closed repeatedly as he stared down at the overflowing glass of red wine. After a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke again in a hoarse voice.

“Su, my friend.”

“I apologize for my earlier rudeness. I admit I spoke out of turn.”

“But I must clarify… I truly don’t know anything about Young Master Morgan and Knight Bar. As the owner of Infatuation Bar, why would I ever introduce my biggest client to a competitor?”

“Wouldn’t you agree?”

Boss Green’s words sounded sincere.

But Su Ming didn’t respond right away. Instead, he turned to Lan Jing beside him and gave a slight nod, signaling him to speak.

Lan Jing immediately understood. Sitting up straight, he adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on his face and spoke with a calm, academic tone.

“Boss Green.”

“When you said that just now, you didn’t dare look us in the eye. You paused for several seconds, clearly organizing your thoughts before speaking.”

“Meanwhile, your hands kept crossing and uncrossing. From a psychological perspective, these are all classic signs of lying—especially when lying to someone in a position of power.”

As soon as those words landed.

Boss Green froze, then looked up at the young man who still looked like a college student.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow slightly, then extended his palm toward Lan Jing and said casually.

“Let me introduce him.”

“Dr. Lan. He studied at Harvard University here in the United States. He’s one of the top psychological experts in the world today.”

“His lie detection accuracy alone can reach…”

Su Ming paused for two seconds, the corner of his lips curling into a faint smile as he looked at the stunned Boss Green and continued in a friendly tone.

“Hmm, ninety-nine percent…”