I wandered in a daze on my way, my mood continuously low. Chen tried to speak several times, but held back, only heaving helpless sighs.
Fortunately, Uncle Hat found a clue in a surveillance monitor in a deserted area and locked onto the departing vehicle's license plate number. Then came the task of blockading each intersection based on that clue.
The ensuing matters were no longer within our capacity to be involved in, and Zheng Yufei had also received the news and rushed straight to the police station. Upon meeting, Zheng Yufei slapped me across the face—a powerful blow that left a burning pain on my cheek.
"Why are you so lazy! Why couldn't you get the takeout yourself! Why did you have to eat at that very moment!" Zheng Yufei's accusations echoed in my ears, but I couldn't utter a word, since it was the truth after all.
