"What an ugly way to die," said Humming Crane, squatting down.
The afternoon sunlight streamed into the front hall, like a golden banner spread over Bai Yu's corpse. His body was wrapped in a body bag, with only the head exposed, but it was enough to terrify: half was a normal face of flesh and blood, while the other half was corroded into pale white bones. The shocking contrast between life and death startled every witness.
Even the Statistical Department agents, after their initial morbid curiosity, instinctively turned away in fear, as if afraid Bai Yu might jump up and kiss them.
Only Humming Crane still pulled open the body bag, glancing at Bai Yu's body that was almost melted, clicking his tongue as he observed, "When I ran into him a few days ago, he seemed to have a lot on his mind. I thought maybe he was in trouble, and now look at him, gone just like that. So, always think optimistically, maybe it'll come true?"
