Over a hundred kilometers away, a small mountain village.
This village, located in a remote area near a cliff, is named Xiaoya Village. A few kilometers away is Daya Village; many of the villagers have never left the mountains in their lifetimes.
The car that appeared in the repaired surveillance video had been abandoned nearby.
Lu Lingche had visited each one of the six villages in the vicinity.
Now, all that remained was Xiaoya Village, the most secluded and steep, and also the one with the least population.
It was already deep into the night, a time when people from the mountains would normally be asleep, but today, no one in Xiaoya Village was sleeping—they were all standing in a queue at the entrance of the village.
Because the village head had told them that a wealthy businessman from the city was coming to distribute goods to the villages in the mountains; every person could get a bag of rice, a barrel of oil, and a thousand Yuan with their ID card.