Yu Xingchen shook his head and sighed, "So cunning, it's downright infuriating."
"Too kind, too kind," Gu Junzhu grinned at him, "Actually, I should thank Officer Yu. If it weren't for your goodwill, personally escorting Gan Xintong to my house, the kidnapper wouldn't have mistaken her for my wife because they look alike."
"..." Yu Xingchen looked up to the sky, "Haha, the moon is so beautiful tonight. If every time we go out on a case there's such a nice view, it would be worth the effort."
Wen An, who was driving, face expressionless, retorted, "Boss, it's the beginning of the month, there's no moon."
Yu Xingchen: "...If you don't like talking then don't, would it kill you to sit quietly and be your iceberg self?"
Wen An kept his gaze forward, "I just don't want people thinking that all the criminal police in our country are as intelligent as you."
Yu Xingchen: "...So am I the boss or are you?"
Wen An: "You are."
