"...Toast to success, we won't rest until our goals are met... someday."
After cleaning the office and serving tea to Yang Sen and Old Bai, it was precisely nine o'clock when Old Bai's operatic voice echoed from outside the door.
"Morning, Brother Yang, Brother Bai!"
"Morning, Lu!"
"Come on, Lu, try some of the sugar dumplings your sister-in-law made today."
As Old Bai entered, he casually carried a thermal box and took out a sugar dumpling.
This thing is almost extinct, right?
Lu Chuan had only eaten sugar dumplings his mom made when he was little. Basically, it's just steamed buns with some sugar inside.
But because the sugar melts into the buns after steaming at high temperature, they taste incredibly delicious.
"Thank you, Brother Bai, give my regards to sister-in-law."
A delightful day starts with eating a sugar dumpling.
After the last massacre case, the Criminal Investigation Team had been relatively idle, with no significant cases to handle.
