"Sorry, I·didn't·see."
The answers were all the same.
In a radius of several tens of miles, whoever was on the street was pulled aside by Arthur Lindsey and asked urgently.
But no one had seen the lovely and beautiful little girl he was looking for.
His voice gradually became hoarse, his short hair was soaked with sweat, and he looked disheartened, even the ruthless light in his eyes started to dim inexplicably.
But he did not give up.
He suddenly remembered that he had a photo of the little girl stored on his phone!
He had taken the picture when they went to university, as she made a wish on the mountain - a close-up of her with her hands clasped together and her eyes closed, innocent and devout.
To prevent anyone from seeing it, this photo was stored in a hidden file on his phone with a passcode set up.
