Monday evening.
Sifang Gate Street, pedestrian lane.
"Excuse me, did you witness the car accident that happened last Saturday?"
"No, no!"
...
"Excuse me, has the surveillance footage at your entrance been running continuously?"
"No, no, our surveillance was replaced over the weekend!"
"Is there a backup of the surveillance footage?"
"No, no, the backups were also deleted by the maintenance staff, saying it was to clear inventory!"
"I see..."
...
"Excuse me, about your convenience store last Saturday evening?"
"I wasn't on duty last Saturday evening; the person who was has resigned and gone back to his hometown, I don't know anything!"
"Is it that serious?"
...
"Excuse me..."
"No, I don't know anything, I didn't see any car accident, don't hinder my business! Move along, move along..."
...
Zhang Wei stood at the crossroads of Sifang Gate Street, frowning deeply.
By his side, Zhao Xiaoxiao was holding a laptop, busily typing on the keyboard.