"The north side of the city." Shen Weimin knew this phrase usually referred to the area in the northern suburbs, near the mountains. But it had been too long; he wasn't sure of the exact corner where the trading took place.
He had rarely come here to buy things back in the day. If he was ever short on anything, he'd usually go to the Provincial City to get it. Fortunately, after walking north for a short while, he saw just what he expected under the moonlight.
He really did spot someone on the small path ahead, carrying something that looked like a basket. The person was scurrying forward furtively, not forgetting to glance left and right.
Shen Weimin had no intention of disturbing him. For one, people going to the black market were very cautious. For another, he was afraid of running into an "acquaintance." So he just followed from a distance.
