Foolish Attempt

When he finally got back, he didn't waste any time to take off his tracksuit and change into a more formal set of clothes. He picked out a nice, blue suit with a matching pair of pants and changed promptly, only stopping once to have a drink of water since the run had left him absolutely parched.

As he pulled up his socks, his phone started buzzing. Xiajun sighed and threw the socks across the room and picked up his phone. It was a call from Guangzhou Police Station, at least he recognized that.

"Yes, hello Officer," he said, pressing the phone against his shoulder and going to find his socks again. "Just so we're being clear, which officer is this?"

"This is Chief Officer Guo," replied a monotonous voice. "Detective, are you busy?"

Xiajun paused, looking around his room, wondering where his socks had gone. He couldn't have thrown them that far, though. He frowned. "Am I. . . I'm sorry, am I what?"