"Yo! Isn't this the patrol officer who failed to capture his target that day? What are you doing here?"
Seeing Dian Wen desperately searching his memory, Yang Yu decided to take the initiative to engage him in conversation. If the information dealer had given him outdated information, it would be convenient to chase after him with a forty-meter long machete to recover the one million yuan he had spent on the Martial Arts Exam registration.
"Oh, oh, oh, so you are that passerby from that time, I knew we had met somewhere."
Reminded by Yang Yu, Dian Wen's train of thought connected instantly,
"Aren't you here for tourism, just to check some information? Why are you here?"
"That's a long story. There's a certain decorum to asking questions too, answer my question first."
Dian Wen shrugged indifferently, "Actually, I am not the one in charge today, it was a friend of mine. But he had diarrhea and took a rest today, so he asked me to take over."
Yang Yu's mouth twitched.
