The ground was littered with wrenches, engine oil, jacks, spare tires, and other tools.
Clearly, while he was burying a body in the grove, the other person had been laboriously fixing his car for him.
"You know how to fix cars?" Chen Yu asked.
"Yes." The figure nodded, "But we're missing some parts, so I can only fix it to the point where it can barely run. If I manage to fix it, could you give us a lift?"
Clutching the shovel, Chen Yu looked around and finally got a good look at the two people in front of him.
One big, one small.
The larger one was the man he was talking to. He had a resolute face with a ponytail. His scruffy beard was covered in dust, making him look extremely haggard.
The smaller one was under one meter forty in height. Wrapped up in a coat, only a dirty little face was visible. She must be a little girl.
"Why are you out here in the middle of the night?"
