Jiang Baimian pulled a table over and nimbly jumped up. She then used her left hand to dismantle the ventilation duct's railing.
Behind the duct was indeed a person in black—a dead person.
She slowly dragged the corpse out and placed it on the table.
Long Yuehong looked over and saw a bald head, a chubby face, and round, dark-green eyes. He compared the corpse to the photo and blurted out, "Helvig—it's really Helvig!"
Jiang Baimian jumped off the table and calmly made a judgment. "It's been a while since he died. The fetid smell has dissipated, but the corpse hasn't decayed."
She sighed, looked at Long Yuehong, and laughed self-deprecatingly. "I knew such a lucrative mission wouldn't go smoothly."
The employer was already a corpse shortly after they began!
