In the guardroom, Jiang Lu sat on a bench, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, his hands fluttering at his sides like a graceful pianist playing a beautiful melody.
"You're really trying to look cool, just saying," said the Performer sitting opposite Jiang Lu.
Jiang Lu opened his eyes and shrugged, "Not just trying to look cool, but also being cringey. Honestly, I don't know why Gao Qiqiang did it when he was caught; it seemed like he was trying to act all strategic, but in reality, the spectacle was so cringeworthy I couldn't watch."
"Then why are you copying him?"
"Well, I can't exactly copy a clown's stupid smile, can I? I'd be seen as insane by everyone else."
As they were speaking, a guard came over to unlock the cell.
While unlocking, he apologized to Jiang Lu, "Everything's been cleared up, oh, it really wronged you guys, turns out you really are a Law Enforcer."
