"Auntie Xiuzhen, has this issue been reported to the police?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiuzhen gave a wry smile of helplessness. "How can we report it to the police when we haven't found anything missing in the village?"
This matter left Wu Xiaoshan with an unpleasant feeling inside.
After all, having strangers come to the village in the middle of the night was far too unsafe.
But Shen Xiuzhen's words were also true—after all, to catch a thief, you must catch the loot; if nothing in the village was lost, the police couldn't file a case.
"Auntie Xiuzhen, tell me exactly what happened."
Wu Xiaoshan could not put his mind at ease and immediately pressed for more details.
"It was when everyone was asleep at midnight, a car came into the village. Some people got up wanting to stop it and ask what was going on, but the car didn't stop and just drove away."
