"Can I come along and take a look?"
The old police officer was retired and had nothing to do. Besides, the missing child had become a thorn in his heart, one he'd been unable to dislodge for years.
He knew the chances were slim, but what if these people really did find an answer?
Gu Qingqiu stared at the old police officer for several minutes before finally nodding. "Get in."
The Black Person drove, taking everyone to the wet market.
"Of the vegetable stalls you investigated, how many are still open?"
Gu Qingqiu asked casually.
"More than ten, I think?"
The old police officer recalled:
Lin Baici raised an eyebrow.
The fact that the old police officer could answer right away meant he was still keeping tabs on those people.
"How are they doing?"
Xia Hongyao asked, pulling out a small notebook to take notes.
"So many years have passed. Some couldn't make a living and had to close down, some changed careers, and others got old with no one to take over!"
The old police officer went to that wet market at least once a month to walk around. "Of the dozen or so still left, some have prime locations, while others have a knack for what they do and make good money. That's why they're still in business!"
"Do you think any of the stall owners could be suspects?"
Rule Pollution pressed.
The old police officer fell silent. It wasn't right to suspect someone without a reason. And if he named anyone, these people would surely go investigate them.
He glanced at the group. Judging by their bearing, apart from the big bear of a girl, the others were all people you didn't want to cross. They had the formidable presence of wolves in sheep's clothing.
"Little Loach,