SCRITCH, SCRATCH...
Wei'en held a quill pen, writing the details of the case investigation on a sheet of parchment.
He didn't have to think much to write a report like this. All he had to do was embellish.
He even exaggerated Clelia's strength to emphasize how grueling the battle was.
With his flowery prose, he managed to turn a brief battle into an epic tale of Lisi's heroism.
Of course, without disrupting the report's structure, he also made sure to highlight the flair of his own crucial shot...
Only after finishing the entire report did he take out the crime scene photos Marco had taken and glance at them.
"Sure enough, no matter how many times I look at this, I just can't accept it."
"Tina can't accept it either."
Wei'en looked at the white-haired girl sitting beside him, sharing his desk, and smiled. "That's the spirit."
