Monday.
Upon arriving at the office, Jiang Yuan could see Wu Jun wielding a feather duster, cleaning the place.
Bowing his head, he unlocked his phone to check the ancient almanac; indeed, today was auspicious for "offering sacrifices, traveling, and cleaning the house."
Jiang Yuan felt that at this rate, by checking the ancient almanac every day, he would know Wu Jun's movements.
Of course, even knowing what Wu Jun was up to was of no use after all.
"Master, let me help you," Jiang Yuan offered proactively, ready to work.
Wu Jun uttered an "aiyo" as he hopped off the chair, waved his hand, and said, "I can do my own work; you don't need to busy yourself. If you have spare time, you should read some books. You're so good with fingerprints and can handle crime scene investigations, but you're still not familiar with our main business. If it gets out, people might think I'm holding you back."
