“Sungie! My favorite partner in crime!” Minsoo announced, his voice echoing through the office and grabbing the attention of their colleagues.

Jisung looked up from the stack of papers on his desk, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Morning, Minsoo.” He said, his gaze flickering momentarily to the sunglasses, “uh... why are you wearing sunglasses inside?”

Minsoo whipped off the sunglasses with a dramatic flourish, grinning. “Oh, these? They’re not just glasses, they’re a shield. My dazzling charm is too much for the miserable people inside this station to handle,” he said dramatically. Then, leaning in with a sly smile, he added, “But enough about me. I heard you’re on the blood diamond case. How’s it going?”

Jisung tilted his head, he doesn't remember telling Minsoo, and Minsoo didn't come to the office till today. “How did you know about that?”

Minsoo laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “You know, we have a work chat group. They mentioned it there,” he explained, a sheepish grin on his face. “I could add you if you want?”

Jisung waved a hand dismissively. “Nah, I’m good. Too many notifications.” He said, his attention returning to the case file.

“Fair enough,” Minsoo hummed, his smile never wavering “Sooo, any updates on the case? Got a lead yet?” Plopping into the chair across from Jisung. 

Jisung let out a frustrated sigh, a faint crease appearing between his brows. “Not yet. Everything’s a dead end so far, but I’ll figure it out.” He paused, his gaze narrowing as he studied his friend. “You skipped the morning meeting again, didn’t you? Another late-night date? adventure?”

Minsoo rolled his eyes dramatically, leaning back in his chair. “What can I say? Spreading my unique kind of sunshine and joy to these miserable souls early in the morning would be of no use,” he said, ignoring Jisung's question, his dimples deepening as he nodded. “I also heard that you might need some help with this case. Lucky for you, I’m here with my genius theory.”

Jisung raised a skeptical eyebrow, a hint of amusement sparkling in his eyes. “Great theory, huh? Well, I think I could use a fresh perspective. Would you like to share one of these ‘genius’ theories?”

Minsoo sprang to his feet, walking over to Jisung's desk and standing directly in front of him, his facial expression turning into fake seriousness. “First, we need to look at the psychological profile of the diamond thief,” he declared. “They say diamonds are a girl's best friend, right? So maybe we're dealing with a female thief. Or maybe it's a man with a lot of girlfriends to impress.” He paused, clearly expecting applause.

Jisung couldn’t hold back a laugh, covering his mouth. “Creative, I’ll give you that. But do you have any other theories?”

Minsoo’s eyes lit up. “Tons!” he exclaimed excitedly. “What if the thief is skilled at stealth, changing his appearance with every robbery. Or maybe he has an inside connection to someone in law enforcement. It's all very interesting!”

“Interesting,” Jisung said, humoring him. “But let's focus on the facts now. Is there any actual evidence we can work with?”

Minsoo's smile faded slightly, and he scratched his head. “Well, I can't help but think that my mind works in mysterious ways. But let's see what we have.” He opened the case file and found only one piece of paper. He tossed the file behind him, sending it fluttering to the ground. “Ugh, papers are useless! Intelligence is in the brain, so use it and solve the case.” He jabbed two fingers at his forehead for emphasis.

Jisung blinked a few times, as minsoo sat him back in his chair. “That’s what I was thinking.” Rushing to pick up the file. “Now I understand why they didn't hand you the case.” He teased.

“HEY!! What do you mean? I'm the one who didn't want to take it. okay? I let them give it to you. Out of the kindness of my heart.” Minsoo crossed his arms and turned his head to the side with an exaggerated pout on his lips, eliciting a chuckle from Jisung.

Jisung chuckled, shaking his head. “Sure, sure.”

Minsoo watched as Jisung reorganized the papers. After a moment, “Ohhh, by the way,” his expression shifted to one of mock innocence. “Suno and the others are waiting for you to go to the crime scene... I forgot to tell you.” His voice lowered in the last sentence.

Jisung's eyes widened, and he jumped to his feet, a panicked expression on his face. “What? When? Why didn't you tell me sooner?” he exclaimed, hurriedly gathering his things.

Minsoo grinned sheepishly. “Oops, they told me earlier, but I figured there was no rush. I told them I’d pass the message along.”

“Minsoo!” Jisung exclaimed, jumping to his feet. He hastily grabbed his coat and bag. “I’ve been sitting here waiting for them to call!”

“My bad,” Minsoo said, shrugging. “My memory isn’t my strongest suit.”

Jisung shot him a withering glare. “Next time, just tell me immediately. I swear…”

As Jisung rushed toward the door, Minsoo called after him, “Don’t forget to grab coffee on your way back! I like mine sweet!”

Jisung didn’t bother replying, though he was pretty sure he heard Minsoo laughing as the door swung shut behind him.

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