Luke entered the crime scene, surrounded by a lot of photographic equipment, and there was a temporary wooden hut on the east side.
In the center was a large pit, at the bottom of which a male body was half buried, his complexion pale, with dark red blood traces faintly visible on the neck.
"Marcus, go get the person who reported the crime," Luke said, taking out his cell phone and snapping photos of the pit and the surrounding scene.
Soon, a Caucasian man was brought over, and Luke sized him up, "What should I call you?"
"I'm the assistant director of this film, Clapbo Hino, and also the one who reported the crime."
"How did you find the body?"
"Sigh..." Clapbo Hino sighed, "I came to the set this morning to check the props for today's shoot, and found that the large pit to be used for filming had been filled in, so I had someone dig it out.
To my surprise... a body was dug up. I was standing right there and almost freaked out."
"Do you recognize the person in the pit?"
