Deng Yuyuan looked toward the voice. Her pupils constricted sharply. She hurriedly grabbed her basket and turned to leave.
The others also scattered in all directions, hastily packing up their things to flee.
In this small black market, there was an unspoken rule: everyone who came had to cover themselves up. It was to protect both oneself and others. Once outside, no one would recognize anyone else, ensuring that if someone committed a major crime, it wouldn't easily implicate the rest. But these three—a man, a woman, and an old man—had shown up with their bare, undisguised faces.
Earlier, when everyone had been communicating in hushed tones like undercover agents in a spy movie, no one had noticed them. But the moment they spoke up, it gave everyone a huge scare.
