Even such a strange outfit could not completely conceal her beauty.
The beautiful woman who looked like a Black Pearl walked into the crowd, her gaze shifting as she looked at Jiang Xia with a faint smile. But she was speaking to her two colleagues. "This young gentleman is a very popular Great Detective in Tokyo, and that child is often on the news with him. You accepted this job without even looking into something so basic?"
"Why would we look into that?" the blond-haired man snorted dismissively. "A guy who doesn't even have a high school diploma is pretending to be a detective? Who knows if he only solved those cases through dumb luck."
Curacao glanced at him, then subtly shifted her feet and edged farther away.
The director hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "Don't say that. Mr. Jiang Xia's detective skills have been tested countless times. Besides, he doesn't lack a high school diploma because he failed to get one—he simply hasn't graduated yet. In fact, Mr. Jiang Xia's grades are excellent. I heard many of his fans even make offerings to his portrait before exams!"
Curacao pictured that scene, and the corner of her eye twitched. "..." What use were offerings? Even if they did work, rather than helping students do well, they would probably take effect by causing the Proctor to suffer a sudden accident so the students could cheat. Or, when the students did badly, by making the grader or anyone else who came into contact with the papers suddenly die, splattering fresh blood across the exams and ruining them, forcing an additional retest...
As an organization member imagined countless Murder Cases related to examinations—
Nearby, the blond-haired man still had his hands in his pockets as he argued irritably with the director.
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