Elliot watched dumbfounded as Casper put his pockets in and walked into the house. He had changed into academic-style clothes at some point, and pretended to hold a book under his arm. He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door frame. Casper's eyes swept across the entire criminal investigation team, which exuded the aura of "seeking support", and gave a collective nod: "Is my desk still in its original position?"
Although Casper did not stay in the criminal investigation team for a long time, since ancient times, "it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality". There is no harm without comparison. Everyone remembers the late night snacks and indispensable snacks specially delivered by six-star hotels. All the drinks and snacks, under the powerful sugar-coated bombs, almost gave birth to a conditioned reflex - seeing Mr. Fei, this handsome man with a beautiful tree facing the wind, his first reaction was to salivate.
Elliot watched helplessly as his subordinates, who had never seen the world, gathered around Casper and occupied his office as if they were showing off their virtues and greeting boys who were throwing away their wealth. He finally came to his senses - no wonder he said what he said the night before When Casper didn't have to come to pick him up, this unlucky kid agreed so happily!
Sterling bumped his shoulder from behind and lowered his voice and said to Elliot, "What kind of fun do you two have?"
Elliot immediately put away his "can't find North" expression, exuded an incomprehensible coldness, and said to Sterling earnestly: "You, you who sit at home all day longing about your wife, are still in the embryonic stage of socialism. , understand? Sprout! What does the pursuit of spiritual civilization have to do with you? "
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