I frowned, "I'm good at solving crimes but I don't have my tools with me!"

"No tools are allowed this time. It’s a condition for the test,” smiled Song Heting.

I looked out of the window and asked, "Isn’t there a public security bureau here?"

"No, the Song family patriarch decides on how to deal with criminals. You only need to find out who it is," Song Heting replied.

I didn't expect the customs here to be so simple, much like China before liberation. "What am I supposed to investigate?" I asked.

"Let’s not talk about this right now. Eat!" Song Heting waved her hand.

After dinner, Song Heting took me to the Song family’s ancestral temple so I could worship our ancestors. I noticed my grandfather's name among the tablets so I lit three joss sticks and paid my respects.

I suggested we start the test immediately, but Song Heting refused, "No, you’re tired...