C212 The White Night Was Going to Become the Ceiling of the Detective Genre!

Sun Xiaoming tidied up the streaming room and walked over. "Hey, everything's packed up. Ready to head home?"

Qin Mo's cigarette had burned down to the filter. He stubbed it out in the ashtray, his voice cool and calm. "Make me a cup of coffee, will you?"

Sun Xiaoming was puzzled. "You're not planning to work more, are you?"

Qin Mo gave a slight smile. "Yep! Just got a burst of inspiration