Chu Chen and Wu Ke encountered an elderly Chinese woman on the subway who knew a little Chinese. When she heard that the two of them were going to the flea market, she greeted them in Chinese and hoped she could walk through the market with them, because she was worried that it would not be safe to go alone.
This surprised them both, and they hurriedly asked the old woman what had happened.
The old woman sighed and explained that public safety here was not very good. There had only been a murder here last week, which immediately made Wu Ke feel a little creeped out.
After hearing what the old woman said, Chu Chen frowned. At the same time, he immediately understood why. Just like antique markets back home, where all kinds of people mingled, foreign secondhand markets were naturally no better.
It was not that Chu Chen was prejudiced. It was simply that among the people selling secondhand goods, there were always some items of unknown origin. As for the owners selling those things, everyone should understand what kind of people they were. If there were too many such people, public safety naturally would not be good.
Seeing the worried look on Wu Ke's face, the old woman also explained that although security there was somewhat poor, it was not actually that bad. Most of the time, people could still shop and trade there without worry. Otherwise, how could this flea market possibly be called the largest flea market in France?
The old woman also said that she wanted to walk through the market with them because she was timid, elderly, and suffering from heart disease. She truly could not endure any fright.
Although Wu Ke was still somewhat worried after hearing this, she was more or