It was only then that Xiao Ning took a closer look at the man who was scolding her.
The man was of average height. His short hair was as messy as straw and his clothes were very tattered. The most important thing was that he was wearing the same middle school uniform from 20 years ago. It was a dark blue suit, there was a white vertical stripe on each side of his arms and legs... of course, the White had already been worn into a dark gray by the man.
This man was quite down and out, poor and... depressed.
This was the first conclusion that Xiao Ning came to.
She thought for a moment and stopped Qiu Xinxin’s urge to continue bickering with this man. She took a step forward, she said calmly, “Sir, you said just now that you know about this case. Then may I ask, do you know about the victim, Zhuo Xiaoying? Or are you talking about the villagers who have been doing evil for many years?”
