Next Morning, 9:00 a.m., MCO ;
"Our daughter was kidnapped when she was returning back from her Judo classes. A week ago. We reported to the police too.", the man in his late-thirties informed, his eyes swollen, "I just don't understand how an eleven-year-old could've offended those monsters."
"You have my sympathies, Sir.", Rong Xinghe consoled, "Rest assured, your daughter will get justice."
"And what will that do, Ma'am?", the child's mother interrupted, tears coursing down her cheeks, "Will that bring my baby back?"
Rong Xinghe turned to look at the woman, unable to find words for responding to her. She was right. The woman had lost her daughter. Her only child, in fact. And she didn't even know whom to blame for that.
The girl's name was Li Chen. A brilliant child. A scholar. A hopeful, curious mind. What could she possibly say to pacify the mother of such a child?
