The crayfish restaurant was very lively and packed with people.
The group of them sat together in their tables, removing the shells of the crayfish with appropriate tools, chitchatting—it was one of the favorite leisure activities of Jin City citizens.
The young detectives were brimming with energy as they wrestled with the flavorful crayfish. They were really good at it.
Plates and plates of crayfish were served onto the table as the empty plates were removed. But, there were no signs of them stopping.
Under the lively environment, everyone was enjoying themselves. Cheng Zheng on the other hand—he did not drink, he ate very little and basically, he didn't even talk.
Bai Muchuan took a glance at him. "Why? Captain Cheng's not feeling well?"
Cheng Zheng replied indifferently, "No."
Bai Muchuan took a look at the few crayfish shells before Cheng Zheng. "And here I thought Captain Cheng might feel upset about us eating so much food."
