A fine rain fell like a curtain.
The stiff corpse lay on the cold ground, its clothes already soaked through by the rain. The Government Office's Forensic Doctor bustled around the body, while Chief Constable Zhou Ye looked toward a figure in the distance.
Hex Yufu held an umbrella. Zhu Ju stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his clothes swaying gently in the wind. A hint of impatience was on his face.
"Young Master Zhu."
Zhou Ye strode over.
"You're saying he died from exhaustion while trying to escape?"
"That's right." Zhu Ju nodded.
"The people at the Forest can testify to that. Patriarch Leng came running over, covered in wounds, and then suddenly collapsed from exhaustion."
"That's right!" The Forest's supervisor, Ding Anx, nodded repeatedly.
"I can testify."
"I..." Hex Yufu also timidly raised her hand.
"I saw it too."
"Don't worry," Zhou Ye said with a smile.
