"Young lady, what happened to you? Did you twist your ankle?" a kind-hearted old woman watching the commotion from the back asked.
The young woman—Trafficker #4—gasped for a few breaths and managed to say, "No, it was that woman. She hit me with something. It must be revenge because I said I was going to help capture her. She must be a bad person."
Hearing this, some of the onlookers unconsciously took a step back. Having a sense of justice was one thing, but when their personal safety was threatened, their first instinct was to protect themselves.
"What's going on? What happened?" Some people were still confused and pushed forward, wanting to see what was happening. That scream just now had sounded awful. 'Someone didn't die again, did they?'
