Seeing that Wang Biao would not stop rambling, Zhao Xun sounded a little impatient. "Instead of wasting your breath, why don't you wipe your eyes so people won't think they're just there for decoration?"
Wang Biao choked on his words.
He instinctively rubbed his eyes and muttered, "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with my eyesight."
Then he looked back at the boy, who was still crying with his head down. "No matter how you look at this little guy, he can't possibly be our target!"
His gender and clothes were completely different!
"I didn't say this child was definitely the target we're looking for. I just wanted to remind you that the picture the system gave us is only a reference," Zhao Xun said as he approached the crying child. "Besides, the task never said the little girl we're looking for would necessarily be dressed exactly as she was in the photo."
This could very well be a subtle misdirection.
The important thing was to remember the target's face, not just her clothes.
Of course, her clothes were not entirely useless as a reference either...
"But he's a boy!" Wang Biao could not understand what Zhao Xun was thinking at all.
Zhao Xun did not want to argue with Wang Biao anymore. His gaze settled on the crying child's hand.
The child was clutching a hair clip shaped like a pink five-pointed star.
It was identical to the clip the little girl wore in the photo.
It was precisely because Zhao Xun had noticed this clip that he had not immediately left.
He did not think it was a mere coincidence.
Even if this child was not his target, he was very likely connected to her.
In any case, he needed to get the child to look up