Time rewinds by three minutes.
More than thirty people, in groups of two, searched around the entire City Garden District for Zhang Shaowu's whereabouts.
"Old Li, you go check the hotpot restaurant inside, I'll go to the barbershop next door."
"Okay."
Li Chengguang was an old traffic cop, due to retire in a year.
Having worked as a traffic cop all his life, Li Chengguang had patrolled the streets from his very first day on the job.
He never expected that just before retirement, he would participate in a detective operation.
Moreover, it was Li Chengguang who had just found the motorcycle in the bushes.
For his meritorious investigation, he would at least receive a commendation.
The Authentic Large Copper Pot.
This hotpot restaurant, Old Li had been to before; the taste was not bad and quite authentic.
It's just a pity the location was average, sandwiched between several buildings.
On weekends, if there was nothing to do, he could bring his wife for a meal here.
