Fang Zicheng understood what Number 199 meant.
He focused and said in his heart, "I was in a bag at the dump."
[I'm in a bag at the dump.]
Lu Yinxi heard Fang Zicheng's voice again.
This time, Fang Zicheng's voice was louder than ever. Lu Yinxi could even accurately tell the direction of the sound. She covered her nose to resist the stench and climbed over the pile of garbage.
Lu Yinxi climbed for a while before stopping in front of a pile of trash. The pile of trash in front of her was two to three meters tall. It was made of trash of all colors. Lu Yinxi looked at this pile of trash and could no longer hear Fang Zicheng's voice.
Dad Lu followed behind her.
The father and son looked at the pile of trash in front of them. Father Lu asked Lu Yinxi, "Is it here?"
Lu Yinxi said, "The sound disappeared here."
Father Lu felt that he had gone crazy.
