"How old are you, still playing with stones!"
Old Chen wasn't really blaming him.
It was just casual teasing.
Chen Xiao smiled, "I was thinking about something, and my hands couldn't keep still."
"If you can't figure it out, don't dwell on it. Your brain can't handle too much at once; you need to take breaks sometimes, right?"
Old Chen was actually worried about Chen Xiao.
How could he not see that Chen Xiao was taking this very seriously this time?
He never thought that solving a case could be so exhausting.
Even though he hadn't seen Chen Xiao exert any physical effort, the constant state of contemplation.
Anyone who has experienced it knows the hardship.
Chen Xiao stood up, intending to explain to Old Chen that he wasn't tired.
But Old Chen quickly patted his shoulder and said,
"Take a walk with me, we haven't had a casual chat between father and son for a long time."
Chen Xiao was momentarily stunned, and Old Chen immediately put on a stern face:
