Chapter 10 A Dead Silence Christmas (II)(6)

The inspector next to us packed up the video camera swiftly, apparently dissatisfied with our tardiness. He shrugged his shoulders, stamped his feet, yawned and said, “The leaders of provincial department are dedicated, the bodies are burned like this. And you still sew them up so carefully, is it meaningful? There will be no memorial service.”
This remark aroused my strong disgust. I frowned and said, “The deceased also have dignity.” This time, I said this sentence first.