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The video showed an empty house.
Dust covered the floor, marked by mottled footprints where someone had walked through it.
Dust filmed the windows, and even the sunlight streaming in seemed hazy.
In the otherwise empty living room stood a table and chairs for a small child. Stickers decorated them; the white furniture covered in flower stickers had the pink, girlish look of a little girl's things.
On the little table sat miniature teacups and a plastic cake.
On the small chairs around the table sat a white plush cat, a plastic baby doll, and a large cloth doll in the shape of a little girl.
The man in the suit sat awkwardly on the floor, staring blankly at the two human-shaped toys.
The woman who had appeared in the previous video pulled out the empty chair beside the white cat and sat down, curling her legs beneath her. Unhurriedly, she pinched the miniature teapot between two fingers and pretended to pour "water" into the little teacups.
"Mr. Qian, can you tell us what happened?" Wu Ling's voice came from offscreen.
The man hung his head in despair. "I don't know... I don't know how this happened... You've already looked into it. My brother-in-law was in the smuggling business. He knew people in Country A and could get cigarettes and liquor from there. Those things weren't expensive there; they were ordinary goods. But once smuggled into the country, they could be sold for more than ten times the price. If he could find a way to supply them regularly to somewhere like a bar, the profits would be even higher. At first, I really didn't know. He stuffed the goods inside toys, the big ones with cotton inside. If it was cigarettes, he didn't even need to