June 1, 9:10 AM.
Derry Town was shrouded in dark clouds, with occasional fierce gusts of wind; the weather was indeed foul.
Du Wei parked his car.
Looking around, there were few pedestrians in the entire town, and those few who were seen hurried home, with no one paying extra attention to him as a stranger.
The buildings of the small town were mainly independent three-story structures, equipped with some forms of entertainment, albeit rudimentary, they were complete in every basic aspect.
After a moment's thought, Du Wei took out his cellphone from his pocket and made a call.
"Mr. Gena, I've arrived in Derry Town, regarding the follow-up visit for your son's condition. Do you have time now?"
"Of course, I've got time. Are you at the entrance of the town? I'm coming to pick you up right now."
"Yes."
…
At this moment, Gena was tidying up goods in his yard.
Having hung up the phone with Du Wei, he couldn't help but sigh.
This year he turned forty, with two sons.
