C1516 Holmes
Lo Chuan hadn't figured out who or what had sparked his curiosity. It might just be a trait of his inherent personality.
"By the way, boss, I've got another question," Yao Ziyan said, setting her milk tea aside.
"What's on your mind?" Lo Chuan asked, his gaze fixed on the magic mobile's screen.
"That detective novel you mentioned—does it have a name?"
"Sure does. Sherlock Holmes
