"Reporter?"
"Interview?"
"Mini-marathon?"
Meng Fan looked at the tattooed arm and some of his memory returned. He had been one of the cameramen for the event, frequently directing his camera at Meng Fan. But this guy was pretty interesting, always rubbing his chin at people. Coupled with the 'tattooed arms guy', who said that one should avoid exposing their skin and wear an ice sleeve or something, he had left quite a deep impression on Meng Fan.
"I remember."
Meng Fan nodded but continued to run.
He was now on the Hu Rui line, only a bit more than 5 kilometers away from the Shanghai market town, and 17 or 18 kilometers away from the Mu Tong village area.
There were quite a lot of people on the roads, with large amounts of vehicles passing through the section to JiaXing, Shanghai, and Wuzhen, slightly north of Mu Tong township. During the national holiday, it was normal for there to be on so much traffic.