Don't Call Me the God of Detectives

In his colleagues’ eyes, Chen Mo is the station’s number-one “slacker.” His dream is to clock out on time, and he’s always on standby. In his superiors’ eyes, Chen Mo is a walking “jinx”: wherever he goes, a case breaks, and somehow he’s the only one who can solve it. To his rival, forensic pathologist Su Lan, he was initially an unkempt, lazy oddball, until she saw the man who couldn’t even be bothered to cook instant noodles spend the entire night on the floor studying a single scuff in the dust. When a murder as perfect as a work of art leaves everyone stumped, Chen Mo curls up in his chair and, in the laziest voice imaginable, offers a deduction that leaves them all stunned. Su Lan: “How on earth did you figure that out?” Chen Mo (yawning): “...Can’t be bothered to tell you.”