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Because the last mission seemed too easy, Hu Si deeply felt that his judgement was off. He silently pulled out several photos of extremely vicious criminals, threw a dart, and whichever photo it hit, that would be the one.
Feng covered his eyes at the side, simply unable to bear to watch such childish behavior.
The first dart didn't hit any photo but instead flew past Feng's ear, barely missing it by just a tiny distance.
"What are you doing?" Feng asked with obvious impatience, having said nothing to provoke this.
"You shuffle the photos then flip them over for me. Otherwise, wouldn't I be choosing again?" Hu Si said, looking troubled: "I suspect you're a jinx, how come you always find yourself in these situations?"
Feng, appearing indifferent, spread his hands and mixed up the photos pinned to the wall with thumbtacks: "I think it's pretty good, luck is also a form of strength you know."
"Are you saying my luck is bad again?" Hu Si's voice came through darkly.
