520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

"Every year?"

After confirming that there was nothing in the trash can, Gu Lingyan walked back. However, when he approached, he vaguely heard Xiang Huanian cursing. He was about to ask what had happened that caused her anger or shock, so Gu Lingyan asked.

Xiang Huanian: “!”

When people are immersed in a state of disbelief, they are easily frightened by sounds that suddenly appear or become apparent in their minds.

Although the sound of Gu Lingyan's footsteps on the mud was not small, Xiang Huanian, who was immersed in thinking about what she had just seen and photographed, obviously did not hear it at all.

and so.

After Gu Lingyan spoke, Xiang Huanian's whole body shook violently as if struck by lightning. His scalp felt hairy, and his hair, which was frizzy due to the rain, seemed to explode.

Then, the cell phone in Xiang Huanian's hand just slipped from his trembling fingertips under the gazes of Xiang Huanian and Gu Lingyan. Xiang Huanian was frightened and the phone slipped from his hand.

Then, the phone just happened to fall onto a slope.

After the rain, the thoroughly wet soil was not only sticky but also slippery.

Then, and then, and then, Xiang Huanian's cell phone just rolled down the hillside with the acceleration of gravity. In a short while, it disappeared completely, without even a trace of it.

"..."

The scene before me was too unbelievable.

Xiang Huanian and Gu Lingyan, who witnessed all this happening but were powerless to stop it, fell silent.

Especially Gu Lingyan, his expression, besides a little surprise, was full of apology towards Xiang Huanian:

"that……"

"Ehhhhhhhh! My manuscript!!!!!!"

After a moment, Xiang Huanian's blank brain began to think, trying to deal with the chaotic situation in front of him, trying to analyze a solution that would not make him so heartbroken from the scene of "losing his mobile phone and the manuscript inside".

However, realizing this situation, her mobile phone, especially the manuscripts she had been recording since she went up the mountain, was probably about Xiang Huanian who would never come back. She hugged her face with both hands and let out a wailing cry like the world-famous painting "The Scream", a faded version of it.

"...I'm sorry, Nian Nian. When I get back, I'll buy you a new one and then retrieve your data from the carrier..."

After spending such a long time together, Gu Lingyan, who knew how important the manuscript in the mobile phone was to Xiang Huanian, rarely and weakly offered his own compensation to Xiang Huanian.

"...There's nothing we can do about it, Mr. Gu. You didn't do it on purpose... It would be great if the carrier could sync my information. No, wait, I think I enabled data sharing on my tablet..."

Xiang Huanian suddenly thought of the data sharing she had activated for her mobile phone and tablet computer in order to record inspirations and write manuscripts conveniently, and to prevent the loss of manuscripts when either of them crashed. The dead expression on her face instantly lit up.

As if he saw hope and had grabbed a life-saving straw, Xiang Huanian took out a tablet from his bag.

"Let me see, I remember it's here... Ah, I found it! Lock the phone first and sync the data... Ah, my manuscript! You're all still here!"

Looking at the separate folders where all his manuscripts were lying safely, Xiang Huanian's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

Xiang Huanian was almost crying with joy as he held the manuscript that he had found back on his tablet.

Yes, in just a few seconds, Xiang Huanian's emotions fluctuated greatly, and it was inevitable that he was a little out of control, which was also normal.

"What happened?"

Originally, after confirming that the bones in the trash can were indeed real, Captain Xing and Xiao Su searched the surrounding area for detailed evidence or traces that might have been missed. However, after hearing Xiang Huanian's wailing, the two of them, who had been trained to have the awareness of "protecting the masses" engraved in their bones, suddenly jumped out from the invisible bushes, walked up to Xiang Huanian and Gu Lingyan, and asked them.

What? You ask why they didn't conduct a more thorough examination of the remains in the trash can, instead of searching for evidence around them that might have been lost to the elements?

It's not that they don't want to conduct further investigation into the accident, but due to site limitations, they can only make a rough estimate of the specific age, habits, diseases, and physical characteristics of the corpse, but for such an unusually clean corpse with not even an inch of flesh left, "roughly" is not enough. They need more precise information to accurately locate the victim's information to help them narrow the scope and deduce clues to the murderer.

All of this requires more sophisticated instruments and more professional venues.

In fact, before the plainclothes team of Captain Xing set out, they had received clear instructions from their superiors. The first step was to confirm the authenticity of the bones, and then to determine whether the surrounding environment was suitable for further investigation.

"It's okay, I accidentally dropped my phone... Sorry to bother you."

Seeing that the two policemen were nervous because of his wailing, Xiang Huanian touched his head, embarrassedly, and apologized to the two policemen.

"Well, I'm glad everyone is okay..."

God knows, Captain Xing and Xiao Su have been in a state of high tension ever since they saw the real corpse in the trash can. Xiang Huanian's wailing cry was so frightening that they thought something had happened...

But fortunately, it was nothing serious.

"Oh, by the way, you two, if you have some free time, could you please take a look at this photo? Look at this head, is it a human?"

Gu Lingyan: “!!!”

Captain Xing and Xiao Su: "!??!!"

Xiang Huanian, who had disturbed the inner peace of the three men in front of him but was unaware of it, took out the photo he had just taken with his mobile phone from the folder on his tablet and handed it to Captain Xing and Xiao Su who were approaching, asking them to help identify it.

Captain Xing took off one of his gloves, magnified it with his two fingers, and carefully identified the black spot on the blurry image... Then, Xiang Huanian saw that the three heads that came to the tablet had the same expression and became solemn.

"Well, so, it's true..."

Xiang Huanian once again felt helpless about his vulnerable physique.

Sometimes, having eyes that are too bright, that are too good at finding problems and seeing through human malice, is not a good thing.

At least, now, while Xiang Huanian is glad that he discovered people suffering and was able to call the police for them, he is also troubled by his own "luck".