"Brother Run Sheng, it was lucky you left me at the town market yesterday. That's how I ended up at the police station. The uncles and aunts at the station gave me lots of snacks, and finally, an uncle even rode a motorcycle to take me home," he chuckled.
Run Sheng felt his mind was in a fog,
but he still instinctively responded,
"Yeah, that's right."
Secretary Jin covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes revealing a hint of mockery and relief.
Hmm, she thought she was quite clever and also confirmed that the boy didn't recognize her since she had worn a mask last night.
Li Zhiyuan waited on the side to listen to Ding Dalin's purpose, but the two elders started reminiscing about their wartime camaraderie.
The main thing was that these two old men were strongmen captured after the Japanese surrendered, so there weren't any heroic stories to tell.
His own Grandmaster had fought all the way from the Northeast, entered the pass, and captured Pingjin, breaking through Huaihai.
