What can Zhang Xiaowei do? After all, he can't decide police matters.
"You have to make the decision yourself. I can't say much."
As he spoke, he casually tore the card into pieces and threw it into the toilet.
Seeing this, Han Xue immediately snapped: "You really lack public spirit. Throwing these cards into the toilet can easily block the drains."
Having flushed the cards away, Zhang Xiaowei couldn't help teasing with a smile: "Xiaoxue, in this respect, you're not as good as your chief. Look at how meticulous their work is; even disguising as someone distributing flyers to avoid suspicion."
As soon as he said this, Han Xue was stunned.
Her expression suddenly became blank.
After a while, she sighed softly: "It seems I'm really not suitable for being a police officer."
Seeing her so dejected, Zhang Xiaowei felt sorry.
It's really too much to keep criticizing her like this.
