The thirty-first, around three or four in the afternoon? Shen Weimin's mind suddenly went blank. 'No! The time is wrong! At that time of day, there's no way Changqing would have gone to find her father!'
'If my memory serves me right... on the thirty-first, around three or four in the afternoon, her world came crashing down. How could she have been in any mood to go to the transportation team?'
'With her temper?'
'Given her habits?'
'No, no, no!'
'There's another possibility...'
The sudden thought of a certain possibility sent Shen Weimin into a fit of ecstasy. "Dad, are you saying the Xu family's maternal uncle was waiting for her at the intersection around three or four that afternoon?"
"BEEP... BEEP... BEEP..."
The only response was the dial tone from the receiver. Exhaling a long breath, Shen Weimin pumped his fist in the air and burst into a loud laugh.
'I'll forgive her for not contacting me right away!'
