"What should we do now? Just leave it? There should be stones inside it, it'll sink really fast, and it's a remote area, nobody's going to find it even if it rots."
"Fish it out!"
"Fish out the corpse? You're crazy, I'm not doing that. If you want to, go ahead, fishing out a corpse in the middle of the night! Wait up, you bastard!"
Soon enough, the water splashed.
Four bags were abandoned in the grass pile by the shore. Both a person and a cat were soaked. Qin Yu looked at the bags, suddenly took off his shirt, and wore only a small vest. He rolled up his coat around his palm, making a barrier with the fabric, and opened the bag.
This was to avoid leaving fingerprints. Jiaojiao curiously glanced at the black inside.
He silently lowered his chin. Oh, it turned out to be hair. If it were long hair, wouldn't it be ~ ~
