If we measure team spirit by the amount of teasing that goes on, then our team has no shortage of it. Detective Lin Tao is the captain of jest, medical assistant Li Dabao is his lieutenant, and medical examiner Qin Ming is the thickhead who misses all the jokes.
Lin Tao is tall, handsome, and manly. So long as he is not being mischievous, comical, and wisecracking. He takes his job seriously and his work facetiously. Life is too short to be humorless.
Instead of chasing after a perp into a dirty furnace, he tells the reinforcement to bring over starter fluids. All that running in the open air sure do makes a man feel chilly. He wants to build a fire to get warm and toasty. The perp surrenders himself right away.
Compare to Tao’s levity, Dr. Qin is all serious and no fun. I believe he is suffering from a condition called “fact-without-tact” secondary to diminished sensitivity to social cues. Signs include:
1. Stating Dabao’s heightened sense of smell will be useful on the job because she is like a police dog with added advantage of speaking human language. (Is he calling her a humanoid police dog?)
2. Remarking that the way she eats is known to cause high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and obesity. (He did not just implied that she is a gluttonous fatso?)
3. Telling Tao, who recently got a swimming pool membership, that an average adult male will inhale around 16 ounces of urine from a pool. (That is just gross.)
Fun continues at the home base. Tao jokes Dabao has the making of a great detective and tells her to leave her pesky boss. Dabao retorts that she may shoot him if she gets a gun. He replies, “We don’t issue guns to the police dogs.” Those two’s ribbing flies right over Dr. Qin’s head.
Of all their banters, I love the scene where Dabao gives Tao a “ghost fire for dummies” lesson. She finally beats him in the wisecracking marathon. She even pauses in mid-explanation to give him the “didn’t you learn this in school, stupid?” look.