Old Guan's wife held her hands tightly, thanking her profusely.
Her weeps and thanks made Ye Jian's eyes turn red. The pain of losing your loved ones… is the most unbearable pain.
After crying for about five minutes, Old Guan's wife gradually calmed down. She brought up her wrinkled, calloused hand to dry the tears on her face.
"Girl, our Old Guan said to thank you. I don't have much, I can only give you a kowtow. Girl, the Old Guan family will never forget your kindness in our lifetimes."
Her eyes were already red and swollen from all the crying. Ye Jian was shocked when she heard that the wife wanted to give her a kowtow. She hugged the middle-aged woman and said, "Auntie, don't kowtow. It wasn't just me at the scene. There were so many others. Don't kowtow.
I just passed by and saw it. If I can be of help, I will definitely help."
Old Guan's two friends lamented, "We should, we should. We don't even know how to thank you. We'll kowtow. The two of us will represent Old Guan's family and kowtow!"
She could still stop one, but when the three of them wanted to do it, she couldn't stop all of them. She immediately glanced at Leader Feng before they could manage to stop them all.
"Auntie, Uncles, I came here because I have something to trouble you. There's no need to thank me, but I need to understand more about the situation from the three of you."
The presence of Ye Jian would help the three of them to stay calm.
"Yesterday afternoon? Nothing happened. The three of us were together, eating and everything. The car was loaded with goods and we didn't dare to go far." Old Guan's friend, Driver Tian, recalled the events of yesterday afternoon. "Yesterday afternoon during our break, we ate fast food, and then sent fast food to the guys in the truck. There was nothing else."
"Did Uncle Old Guan ever leave halfway? Or went out alone? Like fetch water or go to the bathroom?" Ye Jian's questions were not worse than the police. She asked very carefully, and in detail, "Or did anyone talk to him or asked him for directions? And after lunch, was there anything off about Uncle Old Guan?"
Driver Tian and the other driver who had the same surname as Old Guan shook their heads, "I didn't see anything wrong. It seemed the same. Old Guan usually doesn't talk a lot, if he had anything on his mind, we wouldn't be able to tell."
Old Guan's wife thought about it for a while. After being too emotional, she recalled a bit slower than the rest, but she was his wife, after all, the one closest to him. She was more comprehensive. "Something was wrong… There was something wrong with Old Guan…"
She wasn't certain and was still trying to recall. It was enough to ignite a spark in Ye Jian. She didn't urge her but just waited patiently for the wife to get out of her sorrow and recall what happened yesterday.
"There was something, something wrong. Old Guan walked out of the washroom and pulled me towards the truck." Old Guan's wife recalled what happened yesterday and the interactions with her husband.
She then recalled what was wrong with him. "After coming out of the washroom… I was dragged into the truck. I didn't even finish my steamed bun, and couldn't even take my jar of fermented vegetables when I was dragged into the truck."
The first time she said she was 'pulled'. The second and third time, she said she was 'dragged'.
The latter was more urgent, rushed, and hastier. It was even possible that there was panic.