Aunt Jiang's eyes had swelled so much that they now resembled two red walnuts. She had been crying ever since she received the news that her son was missing, but there was nothing she could do. There was no lead, and it was as if Jiang Chen had disappeared into thin air. No matter where she looked or whom she asked, they all just told her the same thing: that they had not seen Jiang Chen. How could that be possible? How come no one saw her son? Such a big boy disappeared into thin air just like that?
"Aunt." Zhai Muchen was also worried about Jiang Chen. After all, he was his little cousin.
However, he needed time to arrange the clues properly. This incident happened so early in the morning, and the Jiang family wasted time looking for Jiang Chen on their own before calling him and the police. If they had at least called him first, then he could have arranged something. But they had wasted too much time and had no idea which train those human traffickers even took.
