How do you know we haven't found the murder weapon?" Nian Xi felt a little annoyed. "Did you ask around about it? It's our case, isn't it? We're not even on the same team."
"I care about you," said Feng Ji Chuan, with a complicated tone of speaking. "The victim is a Ph.D. student, a talented student from the department of physics. Only the smart ones are allowed in the lab. I think you should be more cautious about the case."
"Thank you for your advice. I will." Nian Xi dropped her chopsticks, stood up and left.
Cheng Jing hurriedly caught up with her and said, "He was just saying. Why are you so angry?"
Nian Xi responded with, "I'm not angry. I'm annoyed. I work on the case day and night. I spent so much time watching the surveillance videos that my eyeballs are sore. Yet he lectured me like that, and he questioned my judgment. Does he really think he's the best at our station? Does he know about the case? Did he ever take part in our work?"
