In the few days following the resolution of Chu Yan’s case, Baldy continuously pestered. He would call me every few minutes, asking me out for a meal together. I refused every time, but after that he sent me a large gold chain in the mail. I returned it, of course.

Once, the bastard even sent a prostitute to my dorm for me. Although she tried to dress up like a college girl, there was no mistaking her real profession. I became the butt of my roommates’ jokes for a long time after that because of it. 

Baldy, being a gangster, could only think of gold and women as the best ways to repay me for solving his boss’s murder. I told him repeatedly to stop bothering me, but to no avail.

“Song-ge,” he told me, “I’ve only ever respected two people in my life—the boss, and you. You managed to solve a mysterious murder case within a few days. There’s only one word to describe people like you—genius! From now on, you...