"Xiao Li's relative? Friend?"
"I haven't seen you around for the past few days."
"How did you get a key to Xiao Li's place?"
After being "bombarded" with a string of questions from the old woman, Meng Jixi froze.
Then he smiled. "Ma'am, don't you remember me?"
"I came by a few days ago."
"We've met before, too."
"Hm?"
Hearing the young man's words, the old woman studied him more carefully.
Had she met this young man before?
She looked doubtful.
Meng Jixi spread his hands. "I was in uniform when I came by before."
"I'm not wearing my uniform today. Is that why you don't recognize me?"
"...Oh, oh."
The old woman stared at Meng Jixi for quite a while before finally looking enlightened.
"So it's you, young man."
"Why are you back again?"
As far as she could remember, this was the third time she'd seen him, counting today.
Uh...
Meng Jixi smiled helplessly.
He didn't want to come by this many times, either.
"Any luck? Did you find anything?"
Now that she recognized the young man as a police officer, the old woman's wariness faded, and her curiosity grew.
"No."
Meng Jixi shook his head.
The old woman eyed him suspiciously. "Really?"
"Is this one of those confidential matters you can't tell an old woman about?"
"Just say so, then. I'm not unreasonable."
Meng Jixi smiled wryly. "Really, we haven't found anything."
"Do we look like we'd be happy if we had?"
The old woman looked at Meng Jixi, then at the others.
"Oh, I guess you don't look happy."
"But you don't look unhappy, either."
The old woman's words left everyone there momentarily stunned.
Meng Jixi's mouth twitched. "Ma'am..."
They weren't children. Did every emotion have to be written plainly on their