After getting the phone call, Li Xiang immediately dialed the other party and stated his identity. The driver, upon hearing they were looking for someone, carefully recalled the situation at that time.
Even though ten days had passed, the driver quickly remembered:
"I remember now, yes, at nine-thirty, I did take a fare to Changxing Street. I saw she was alone, seemed like she was looking for someone, didn't ask much, and she didn't talk much, a rather shy girl."
"And where did she get off the car eventually?"
"Yongji Noodle House, I remember she got off the car there."
"Do you know where she went afterward?"
"That, I'm unclear about."
After thanking the driver, Li Xiang and his group went to a print shop, printed two copies of Wang Liping's photo, and prepared to ask around where she last got off the car.
At noon, they also took an opportunity to have a meal at Yongji Noodle House.
"Xiang, how long do you think it'll take to find someone with these photos?"
