"Hey! Let's just drop it." In the booming of thunderstorms, Zhao Yu was standing by the window of the hotel and talking to Miao Ying on the phone. "Captain Miao, hurriedly charge another person to come, as I'm so depressed here! I'm a sunny, handsome guy, and I'm not suitable for such an overcast place! I don't have any knowledge about the cultural relics at all! Liang Huan! Liang Huan knows them well, it's better to let him come over here!"
"Ha-ha, how can that be? You are the most capable staff appointed by the Bureau Chief Luan, so do it well!" Miao Ying laughed. "By the way, how about the other branch?"
"Cough!" Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "It's a bunch of old people, and I'm the only one below 30 years old! You know what, they looked at me in such a strange way in our first meeting! It was scorn. I almost pointed the middle finger at them. They really acted like snobs, as if they never saw such a young detective ever?"
