"David, answer my questions. What were you and Balthazar doing in Chinatown? Who was that mysterious man who clashed with Balthazar at the traditional medicine clinic? And what did the two of you have to do with the mysterious dragon dance incident?"
Faced with three questions in a row, David looked flustered and tried hard to control his expression. He knew that the more panicked he looked at a time like this, the more suspicious he would seem.
But knowing was one thing. He was just an ordinary college student, the bookish type at that. He got tongue-tied and awkward even talking to pretty girls, let alone facing a police interrogation.
"O-Officer, Balthazar and I... at the clinic, we actually..."
"Talk!"
David broke out in a cold sweat. Then an idea suddenly struck him. "It's like this. I'm not in good health, so Balthazar took me to Chinatown to see a doctor."
"Not in good health? Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
David struck a few bodybuilding poses, then bent over like a hot dog, sticking out his tongue and panting heavily.
Russell's expression turned strange. "But according to my investigation, the doctor at that traditional medicine clinic specializes in infertility, especially male kidney deficiency."
"Uh..."
"You're deficient?"
"Y-Yes. I'm a real ladies' man, and every girlfriend I've had was prettier than the last. After dealing with all of them, I got worn out." David forced a smile, desperately embellishing his own image to clear his name.
"Wake up. You don't have a girlfriend."
Russell shook his head repeatedly. "If I'm not mistaken, you're a virgin. You've never even held a girl's hand."
"F***, you even know that?"
David blurted it out, then realized he had misspoken and expertly raised both hands. "Officer, to be honest, they're exactly why I had