I gently patted his hand to signal him not to be nervous, and then asked, "Brother Zhuang, do you have a picture of your sister?"
Zhuang Chengfeng was still somewhat bewildered, but hearing me ask, he hurriedly pulled a slightly curled photograph from his breast pocket, handed it to me, and said, "Young man, what do you need a photo for? Have you found any clues?"
Without answering his question, I continued, "Can I borrow this photo?"
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