The little girl looked very strange. She had been at the police station for so long, but she didn't cry or make a fuss, she was so well-behaved.,But instead, people stared at the needle tip with suspicious faces.,The sky was overcast, a canvas of gray and black, heavy with a sense of gloom. It seemed as if someone had splashed ink onto a sheet of paper, the ink seeping into the heavens and blurring the clouds.。