"I'll do some digging. By the way, thanks for your help earlier," Detective Qing said as she looked at his bandaged arm. "I might be the one injured if it weren't for you."
"No big deal."
Before they parted, Detective Qing asked, "Oh, when are you going back to Imperial City?"
"Early tomorrow morning."
Detective Qing looked at her calendar on her phone before she said, "You said that you're staying at the 5* hotel on X st, right? If you're free, I'd like to invite you to dinner as thanks. That hotel has a great hotpot restaurant."
Callum thought for a while. He shrugged and said, "Sure, why not. I have to eat anyway."
....
At dinner, Callum's lips were burning as he downed an entire glass of water.
"F*ck, Detective Qing! You didn't tell me that it's mala hotpot!" Callum cursed before he poured himself another glass of cold water. "Waiter, milk! A GALLON!"
