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Entering the posh police building where you were welcomed as a new and young assistant detective, there were many staff inside and no one looked up from their work, and you entered the office of your boss and partner.

The office was gloomy and he was sitting at the table in the center. Justin, a sweet-looking but nasty guy, will pester you and tease you as much as he can whenever he wants. He smiled and looked at you carefully, then stood up with a sparkle in his eyes and said.

• My new partner, I hope we get along.

But his words were sarcastic and laced with a hint of venom. "You're not partners, you're work enemies."