The wind carried the scent of soil mixed with the fragrance of rice stalks, and the sound of murmuring water echoed in the air. Bai Yu scanned her surroundings for a long time.
Wu Ming, not wanting to pressure her, lit a cigarette and smoked in silence off to the side. After hopping out of the car, Maomao began barking furiously at a specific ditch.
"It was right here!" Maomao insisted. "My grandpa was hit and killed right here! Even if there wasn't any blood, Grandpa died—he was killed by Zhou Qishan!"
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