Chu Xiao glanced at the slender Yan Chiyu and sighed inwardly: Why are boys these days so thin and frail? Their skin is so white, and their arms are not strong at all!
The grass of our motherland, doesn't it break when it's pressed down?
The two got into the car and sat in the back.
As Yang Lianhai drove, Chu Xiao, in the passenger seat, subconsciously reached into his pocket. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a pack of cigarettes in a hidden compartment of the police car. He took a deep breath, then took out the candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth.
He paused, then took out two more candies, stretched out his hand, and offered them to the person in the back row: "Want some?"
Others might have eaten the candy, but unfortunately, neither Wu Yue nor Yan Chiyu ate candy. However, to avoid embarrassing Chu Xiao, Wu Yue still accepted it and took two pieces: "Thank you, Captain Chu. Yan Chiyu doesn't eat candy, so I'll take them all."
Upon hearing this, Yan Chiyu's lips curled up slightly, a very faint smile that was barely noticeable unless one looked closely.
"..."
Chu Xiao withdrew his hand.
What's going on? Why do I feel like I've been force-fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection) for no reason?
The car was quiet, the atmosphere so quiet it was almost awkward. Yang Lianhai glanced at the rearview mirror, chuckled, and broke the silence: "Wu Yue, are you high school students? Where do you study?"
"Yes, I just finished my second year of high school. I'm at Shuangyi High School."
"Wow, she's so young! A sophomore in high school, she must be seventeen or eighteen, right? What a wonderful age." Yang Lianhai's eyes flashed with envy.
Wu Yue smiled slightly: "I just turned sixteen."
Chu Xiao, who had previously thought that the ten-year age difference was already a blow to his heart, suddenly felt heartbroken upon hearing that he was another year older.
He hadn't realized it before, but now he felt incredibly old; in front of these children, he was almost like an uncle.
【Team Leader Chu, don't shut yourself off】
Don't panic, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old children sitting behind you.
They're just older kids, don't be sad.
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Wu Yue asked, "Where are we going?"
"Let's find a place to sit down and look at the case records."
The boy, who had been silent all along, suddenly said, "Director Zhang sent me the electronic file last night. Let's go straight to the crime scene."
"Director Zhang? Which Director Zhang?"
Yang Lianhai was quite surprised. Director Zhang was Chu Xiao's former captain. He was actually communicating directly with this kid? Was this guy joking?
"Yes, Zhang Linguo. You're from your area, right?"
Yang Lianhai nodded blankly, "That's right."
In the rearview mirror, the young man's cool and aloof features exuded nobility; his appearance was comparable to that of a celebrity in the entertainment industry.
He just saw the other person get out of a luxury car worth tens of millions. What's going on... Are all rich kids now acting as charlatans?
Chu Xiao had a lot to say last night, but now he didn't know how to start. Mainly because the two kids were taking it so seriously—so seriously that questioning them would be a sin.
So he thought he should ask indirectly, "Wu Yue, Yan... Chi Yu, right? How much do you know about this?"
"Uncle... cough, are Captain Chu and Brother Yang materialists? If so, our conversation might not go very smoothly."
Chu Xiao: "..."
I heard it! I really heard it! You little girl, you just want to call me uncle, don't you!
He was so angry.
Seeing that the eldest brother didn't speak, Yang Lianhai continued, "It's okay, you go first."
“Yan Chiyu comes from the Yan family, a renowned feng shui family in Songcheng, and he’s a professional in this field. As for me, I’m just doing odd jobs for him,” Wu Yue began in a few words.
A family with a long history in Feng Shui?
Although the two had their doubts, they thought that Yan Chiyu had already spoken with Director Zhang, so he probably... wasn't some kind of fraudster.
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