The edge of the cliff was cordoned off, police had surrounded the area, recovering one body, but the other bodies were not found. They were masters at staging a scene; Lu Bai's bloodstains and fingerprints were everywhere. Aunt Ling stood on the cliff like a walking corpse, unable even to shed tears. Lu Xiaojiu rushed over when she heard the news. Seeing the scene, her limbs went cold, and she ran to Aunt Ling, holding her hand.
"Xiao Bai will be fine, Aunt Ling, Xiao Bai will be fine." Lu Xiaojiu kept telling herself, kept telling Aunt Ling, that this was a joke, not real, Xiao Bai would be okay.
Clearly, yesterday everything was fine.
How did something happen today?
This case quickly caused a sensation. Helicopters continuously searched the sea for bodies and found a decomposed one, but no other bodies were retrieved. Hearing from the forensic department that the decomposed body was not Lu Bai, both Lu Xiaojiu and Aunt Ling sighed in relief.
