Several police cars sped past on the road alongside.
"How come even police cars are here," Zhuo Feng also felt something was amiss. This area was remote with few households around. Although desolate, the security was usually pretty good. The incident at the Milk Feed Factory was sudden, making the police rush over.
Outside the Milk Feed Factory, not only were there several circles of onlookers, but also several groups of police.
The people coming to watch the commotion had trampled the scene into a mess, and the old gatekeeper of the Milk Feed Factory had been yelling all morning. Now, he had long lost his strength.
"Who knows, it is said that the gatekeeper swore that he checked the cowshed last night, and there must have been thieves at midnight," Feng Xing said after drinking some water, recounting the situation at the Milk Feed Factory.
