"Heh heh, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."
Caught red-handed stealing, the short man didn't feel embarrassed; instead, he grinned cheekily,
"Don't be so serious, it's kind of scary. If I really wanted to steal from him, I'd have plenty of opportunities. Why would I do something so foolish, especially right in front of you? I just heard a newcomer has joined the bureau, and before even becoming permanent, he managed to take down a Holy Spirit. I got curious about him, so I just swiped it like that..."
"So where's the thing?"
Ignoring the short man's long-winded explanation, the Red-haired Director tapped the back of his hand on the table and then warned with narrowed eyes,
"Jerry, don't make me repeat myself a third time."
"Here, here it is!"
Noticing the Red-haired Director's fox-like eyes narrowing further, the short man couldn't help but tense up as well. Hastily, he pulled a photo from his pocket and obediently placed it on the table.
A photo?
