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Chutian saw that she was doing it on purpose, so he quickly stepped forward, wanting to reach out and grab her, but she shook him off. "Don't touch me!"
"What's wrong?"
Chutian retracted his hand, looking at her and asked.
Xiaomai originally wanted to say, "Don't touch me with the hand that just embraced Lin Na," but it turned into, "I've just handled a dismemberment case. I have the stench of death on me that you detest – I'm dirty!"
"Dismemberment case?"
Chutian frowned. "You're in this condition and still have to deal with such cases?"
"I have no choice; I'm the only one qualified for the job right now."
Xiaomai said, standing farther away from him, "I won't take your car for now; I need to take a shower at my apartment first."
"Why?"
"The stench of a corpse."
Having said that, Xiaomai hopped into a taxi that had just stopped.
Chutian had no choice but to drive and follow her to the apartment.