It was close to eight o’clock in the evening, yet Bingxin still hadn’t arrived. “I’d better go check on her,” I told Xiaotao.

She stopped me, then told me to bring some food for her. I laughed and said, “So you do care about her!”

“Of course I do!” she replied. “We’re the only women in the team! Who would take care of her if I don’t?”

“Oh, but must the master detective deliver the food himself?” Director Feng interjected. “Surely any other officer can do it!”

“I’d better do it myself,” I said. “Her dad did ask us to take good care of her, after all.”

“Oh, that’s right,” added Xiaotao, “her father is Sun Tiger, by the way.”

Director Feng’s cup slipped through his fingers. He shot up to his feet and cried, “You should’ve told me earlier! I’m terribly sorry!”

He then insisted on going with me. Yuanchao came along too. We headed towards the morgue in the police station and...