As I walked, I repeated what I heard from the tanned fellow. Now, all that’s left was to wait for the results of Yuanchao's investigation. I asked Xiaotao if she wanted to go back to the station.

"We’d just be waiting even if we went back. Why don’t we look for a cafe and have some ice cream?" She suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, how could I have forgotten? Bingxin can't have anything cold. Why don’t you decide?"

Indeed, only those with high emotional intelligence would take note of such details. Bingxin pointed to a stall serving beef soup. "I want that. My dad never allows me to eat at a roadside stall."

With a wave of her hand, Xiaotao said, "Let's go then!"

We were taking our time savoring a bowl of beef soup when Xiaotao's phone rang. She handed the phone over to me after saying a few words. "Is it Uncle Wang?” I as...