"It's been a year," Lamont said with self-blame. "I didn't expect to discover that she was in danger until a year later... How did you find out? I've also been to Casey St. but the villagers there avoided talking about Yana. They either didn't know anything about her, or they turned around and left... How did you find that things weren't simple?"
"I bought a glass of milk from her neighbor's breakfast shop and sat down to listen to their gossip."
Lamont was surprised.
He thought, "That's it?
"She could find some clues from it?"
"They are from the same village. As an outsider, you suddenly went to inquire about Yana's whereabouts. They will definitely be on guard and hide the truth. But if you are their people and gossip with them, it will be different."
Lamont laughed at himself. "I also found her home and asked her parents very abruptly..."