Chapter 8 The Melting Person (I)(6)
“Ah… It’s not stinky. It’s like the mummies.” I took it for granted.
Sitting in the front row, Master chuckled and said, “Don’t pretend to understand, this you are not as good as Leonard.”
During the conversation, we came to the scene. It was a smelly dump. The police and the forensic doctors of Longfan Public Security Bureau were getting around the reporter to listen to him.
I was glad to see these familiar city forensic doctors. After greeting, we joined them to listen to the story.
“The rainstorm the day before yesterday washed out a lot of rubbish.” The informant was a middle-aged woman who earned her living by collecting rubbish. She pointed to a rubbish hill piled up one story high and said, “Yesterday, it was completely mashed, so I didn’t come over. It’ sunny today. I got up early and came here to find out what I could sell. I saw a big woven bag buling from a long distance. I guessed that there must be something to find in such a big bag. The bag was about the size of two suitcases and it was so heavy that I dragged it out of the garbage dump for a while.”