Meng Chuyue pretended to notice Gu Miao's backpack unintentionally and, with wide eyes, loudly said to Shen Ci, "How come Xiaoqing's backpack is here? Let's go check it out."
The human trafficker had drugged Liang Xiaoqing, dressing her as a peasant woman in colorful clothes and a headscarf. Meng Chuyue could only pretend to recognize the backpack but not the person.
The trafficker watching Liang Xiaoqing grew anxious and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? That backpack belongs to my wife."
Pointing at a splotch of black paint Erhu had just added to the backpack under her direction, Meng Chuyue retorted, "You're the one talking nonsense. Backpacks can be identical, but it's too much of a coincidence for there to be a patch of black paint of the same shape in the same place, right? No way, you must be thieves. I'm calling the police."
"You're the thief. This is clearly my wife's."
