"We've found her!"
Chen Hao's eyes lit up, but a flicker of rage crossed his face as he stared unsteadily at a particular location.
Without any hesitation, Chen Hao started walking toward that direction.
Some people under the bus stop sign, upon seeing Chen Hao leave, showed shades of shame on their faces.
These individuals knew that Miaomiao had been stealthily kidnapped, yet they dared not speak up because the kidnappers were part of a gang, and they were nearby. If they drew attention to themselves, they would only invite trouble and end up suffering the consequences.
The way Chen Hao had been standing, looking around, naturally made them assume that he was helplessly and cluelessly searching for a lost cause, a sight that looked pitiful.
Now that he had left, it was very likely that he was going to report to the police, and deep down they could only pray that Chen Hao would find the little girl.