In the afternoon, Millie reached the hospital in the countryside.


    From the doctor, she gleaned that her grandmother had been struck by a motorcycle, resulting in a


    fracture. During the surgery, a te had been affixed to the broken bone.


    Sitting by her grandmother’s bedside, Millie grasped her hand as if to give her grandmother some of


    her own strength.


    “Joan, what about the person who did this? Did they apprehend him yet?”


    Joan shook her head in response.


    “No. The moment he hit your grandma, he fled the scene. I tried chasing him, but he managed to


    escape. I was out in the field gathering vegetables, and your grandma was talking to me when the


    motorbike hit her. Then he sped away.”


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    Frowning, Millie asked, “Do you think the guy did it on purpose?”


    After pondering for a moment, Joan replied, “Perhaps. There were no other vehicles on the road, yet he


    veered straight toward the side of the road.”


    Millie clenched her fists, her anger ignited by the man’s callous actions against her grandma.


    “Do you remember the license te number of the motorcycle?”


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    Distressed, Joan shook her head and replied, “No, I was in a hurry to save your grandma. I didn’t have


    time to think of anything else.”


    Millie pondered, wondering who would intentionally harm her grandmother. The old woman was known


    for her kindness and had no conflicts with anyone in town.


    She then resolved to contact the police to identify the culprit. She wouldn’t allow her grandmother’s


    ident to go unaddressed.


    Turning to Joan, Millie inquired about the time and location of the motorcycle incident. The rural area


    had limited cars and surveince cameras, but due to ongoing development, important roads were now


    monitored, offering hope of identifying the responsible party.


    While they were talking, Rnd approached them.


    “Millie, you’re back.”


    Upon learning of Millie’s return, he went here to see her.


    Millie nced at him and then shifted her gaze to his injured leg.


    “Rnd, how’s your leg? Has it healed yet?”


    “Oh, it’s feeling much better. I heard about your grandmother’s ident. If I catch the person


    responsible, I’ll make sure they regret it.” Rnd drew closer and nced at the old woman resting on


    the bed.


    “Are you nning to involve the police? There is a police officer in town, Tobin Nics, with whom I am


    very close. If you need to call the police, I’ll call him right away.”


    Millie nodded and said, “Thank you.”


    Half an hourter, Tobin arrived, taking out his notebook to make notes.


    “The incident urred around six o’clock in the evening, involving a motorcycle. It took ce at Zaire


    Pass and the culprit was headed towards Walbrzych.”