Mo Junhua was eating steamed buns while thinking about Lan Tian's situation, realizing that going to the police station to report the case was the only option. He approached Grandma Sun and said, "Grandma Sun, Lan Tian must have been taken away by the kidnappers; we can't find him with just us few. Let's go to the police station to report it so the soldiers can look for him. They are more capable and have more people."
"Yes, yes, let's report it, let the soldiers search for him." Mo Junhua's words were like a lifeline for Grandma Sun, who grasped his hands tightly and wouldn't let go.
The market was not far from the police station, about ten minutes away, and the group hurried over there. Hearing the news, some families followed as well.
It was a time of peace and prosperity, and the town had been peaceful for decades, the worst incidents being someone losing chickens or ducks.
