…If Han Liuyue's voice were any louder or more enthusiastic, Jin Xueli worried they wouldn't even need the excavator. The corpse itself would probably respond from underground with a "Hello."
"Keep your voice down," she quickly shushed. 'When did this become "helping" *me* steal the corpse?'
Han Liuyue laughed. Her voice was clear and bright, as if it could strike silver sparks from the night sky. "You know, the first rule of being a thief is that you can't have a guilty conscience."
She certainly didn't have a guilty conscience. She said it so openly that the next mountain over could probably hear her. She hopped down from the excavator and stepped into the beam of Jin Xueli's flashlight, her features illuminated.
…'Her first impression was right after all. Han Liuyue had to be the world's worst choice for a midnight corpse-stealing mission.'
