Meanwhile, the two elderly individuals held their grandson's hand and slowly passed by the police station gate.
The old lady tightly gripped two coins, damp with sweat, as she walked toward the bus stop across the street.
She suddenly paused, turned to her husband beside her, and said, "Old man, do you think this trip today... will really give us a different answer?"
The old man, wearing reading glasses, raised the frame upon hearing the words, a trace of helplessness flashing behind the lenses.
"Who can say for sure about this?"
"Let's just consider it one last attempt."
He sighed softly, gently patting his wife's trembling shoulder.
"If there are indeed no new findings, we should lay it to rest."
"Back then, that case, Officer Li from the traffic squad—he was the student I taught before."
"Didn't he repeatedly assure us that there were no problems with the handling?"
"It's just that the hurdle in your heart hasn't been crossed..."
