"Zhang Yuze, why... why didn't you copy mine?" Liu Mengting said, following behind Zhang Yuze on the way home. But as she spoke, her face flushed red, and she lowered her head.
Zhang Yuze turned his head, looking at Liu Mengting with a mischievous glint in his eyes, and blinked. "Don't worry, I will get your first kiss."
Hearing Zhang Yuze's words, Liu Mengting's face turned even redder. Watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance, she stomped her foot and scolded, "Zhang Yuze, you jerk, Zhang Yuze, you bad guy, when did you become so glib? See if I ever pay attention to you again."
At home, Zhang Yuze habitually watched the news on TV. When he saw one particular report, Zhang Yuze's expression instantly darkened. The imposing policeman in his uniform, while accepting an interview from a radio reporter, confidently assured the reporter that they had found a clue. This news instantly weighed heavily on Zhang Yuze's mind. Was this a trick by the police to lure him out, or had they really found something about him?
Although Zhang Yuze knew that cases reported on TV were generally already solved, he didn't dare to be careless. What if someone really came knocking on his door unexpectedly? That would be a disaster.
Looking at Xiao Wenlong, the confident and righteous-looking criminal police captain, Zhang Yuze stared at him intently, engraving his appearance in his mind.
"Regardless of whether it's your trick or not, it seems I really have to take a trip," Zhang Yuze murmured to himself.
