Chapter 1

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Y/n's POV

*Ring *Ring *Ring

I groaned upon hearing my ringtone. I grabbed my phone and opened it to see captain calling me. I answered the call

.-.

Captain

Yellow.

Y/n, I need to discuss something with
you and the team.

Can't you tell me tomorrow? Today's
my day off.

No. It's important.

Understood. I'll be there in 10.

Okay.

Call Ended.

.-.

"Sorry, girls. Gotta go to work." I said as I grabbed my clothes. "When are you coming back?" One of the two girls asked with a pout.

"I don't know, love" I said and put on my clothes. "What about us?" The other one asked also with a pout.

"I'll find someone for you."

.-.

After parking my motorcycle, I took my helmet off and put it on top of it. Walking slowly, I greeted everyone I knew, more like greeted me and I greeted back because I don't want them to talk shit about me just because I ignored them.

I slowly opened the door, "Captain" I called out. "Y/n, you're finally here."

"This better be good. You just made me miss an awesome threesome." I groaned. "Don't talk about sex, Y/n. Now that everyone's here-"

"Qian qian is not yet here, captain." I cut him off. "She doesn't need to know. She was the one who came up with this idea".

"Oh"

"Anyway, You know that murder case we've been working on for months now." All of us nodded. "We found him but we still don't know his face." Captain said and gave us a folder with a map that has a circle on a.. highschool?

"This is a highschool? Captain, are you saying that we've been struggling to find a highschool student for months!?" One of my co-workers complained. "Maybe. Maybe not. They're either going to be a teacher there or a student."

"What should we do, captain?" Another of my co-workers asked as I nodded. "Well, Qian Bai suggested that someone could go undercover and find out who they are and arrest them."

"Undercover? None of us look like a highschool student" I joked and laughed. I expected them to laugh as well but they just stared at me. "What?"

"..."

"Oh hell no. I am not going back to highschool" I disagreed. "Can't someone else do it?" I begged.

"Y/n-ah, none of us look like highschool students. We look like we're gonna die tomorrow because of old age!" One of my co-worker said.

"True" I said. "Yah, you're supposed to say "no, you're not, you're handsome like a young man'" he complained. "But you don't look like one."

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