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Donghua Ice Factory had been closed for a long time, but its underground ice storage was very clean, as if someone were regularly cleaning it.
"Stay on top and guard the entrance to prevent anyone from coming over and locking both of us inside. I've already notified colleagues nearby, they should be here soon,"
Li Xue, holding her phone, looked around the ice storage and quickly made a discovery.
"What's that?"
The bright light from the phone illuminated a corner where Li Xue saw an Incense Burner, next to which was a colored photograph of Meng Shi.
"The deceased's photograph? Why is there a photograph of the deceased here? Is someone commemorating her here?"
The underground ice storage wasn't very large, you could see the end at a glance, and there was nothing obstructing the view, so Li Xue gradually became braver.
She approached the corner and didn't touch the photograph on the ground; instead, she recorded everything with her law enforcement recorder.
