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Xiao Lei frowned, looking back as Yan Jinsu recalled and counted with his slender fingers, speaking:
"Uncle, counting from the beginning, the first time I encountered bad folks was at my home's doorstep, there were two before and after, and on the train, there were about seven. The four I saw were sitting in the four directions of front, back, left, and right of Uncle Shou, and sitting with Uncle Shou was an old lady, about as old as grandma, with another man beside her.
I observed carefully, the old lady next to Uncle Shou was constantly talking to a man across from her. Then, as we were about to get off the train, suddenly a bad guy rushed from behind me and covered my mouth. At the same time, I felt someone blocking my view, as if to prevent others from witnessing my plight—"
At this point, terror finally began to emerge in Xiao Lei's heart, but he still continued counting his memories: