A faint, alluring scent of a woman wafted over, and without guessing, Zhang Ziwen knew who was approaching from behind.
"You dodged another bullet," said a pleasant voice behind him.
Zhang Ziwen turned around to see the beautifully aloof Wu Min. The coldness in her lovely eyes had thawed, replaced with a hint of mockery.
"Heh, do you still believe I would do such a ridiculous thing?" Zhang Ziwen saw the mocking intent in her eyes.
"It's not a matter of belief; I'm sure it was you," Wu Min said with conviction.
"Why? Why do you think so?" Zhang Ziwen tilted his head, a bit curious. This girl, the Senior Inspector of the serious crime team, really wasn't a pushover and was indeed impressive.
Wu Min hummed dismissively, "Intuition, I trust my intuition."
