A sheep was only eaten a quarter of the way through when every person in the room related at least one story of a stolen electric bike, either their own or someone they knew.
If you averaged it out yearly, the number wouldn't be surprising; there had been even more bicycle thefts during the bicycle era.
Still, the total number was quite high.
"Did the surveillance cameras downstairs capture the theft?" Jiang Yuan asked as he ate the sheep, showing a bit more concern.
"They did capture it, and we filed a report, but we couldn't find anyone. By the way, can you ask someone to do facial recognition?" Jiang Yongxin, who ran a car wash downstairs, was young and quickly thought of new technology.
Jiang Yuan was expressionless: "I don't know; I've never seen facial recognition at the station."
Jiang Yongxin was a bit disappointed and said, "The conditions in our county are still too poor."
