In July, almost every day was scorched by the blazing sun, as if a fiery ball in the sky threatened to crash down on the earth every day before exploding and making the ground unbearably hot.
Fang Yi drove the sports car given to him by Song Pàngzi to a sauna club.
Upon entering, he saw the reception area where a middle-aged madam was cracking melon seeds behind the counter. She didn't seem particularly enthusiastic when she saw a guest.
"Here for a bath or for the ladies?" the madam asked bluntly.
"I'm undercover," Fang Yi responded straight away.
The madam slowed her seed cracking and lifted her head impatiently, "You're undercover, and I'm the prosecutor."
Fang Yi couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Big sister, you know a lot."
The madam patted her partly exposed, snow-white chest proudly and said, "Of course, back in the day, I..."
