The office seemed to be enveloped by a soothing quietude as Xiao sat on his desk, his piercing aureate eyes perused the piece of paper that laid flat on his table— whilst the other pieces scattered all over the floor. With only the sounds of papers rustling pervaded throughout the room, the detective seems to be at ease as he continued to work.

His turquoise hair with teal undertones lazily fell on his shoulders, a soft grumble vacated his throat as his eyebrows furrowed.

"Hmph."