"The rag doll itself is also a toy," Han Fei said as he flipped through the trash can with a scalpel, making sure the rag doll wasn't hiding inside.
The rummaging through trash and toys must have been too noisy, as footsteps soon came from a neighboring household, and quickly the door opened. A man with a slicked-back hairstyle, applying hairspray, shouted out, "How many times have I told you? Be gentle when collecting trash. If you want to dig through something, take it downstairs. Don't linger at my doorstep."
The man's face was expressionless, and his eyes filled with disdain, but soon his expression changed.
He saw Han Fei, wearing a white mask, pull the scalpel out from within a toy's belly and start walking toward him.
The can of hairspray fell to the ground, and the slightly greasy man could never have imagined that at this early hour, there would be two people standing at his doorstep, both of them wanted criminals.
