"That's impossible, we just came from the lakeside, nothing was on the lake." Old Ding rolled up his black raincoat, revealing an assault rifle hanging from its hem.
Now Yang Xiao understood. No wonder there was mud on the edges of their shoes. They had been to the lakeside, and considering how muddy it gets on rainy days, they had gone there to look for a corpse.
Chief Zhou had someone fetch two black raincoats from the gatehouse and distributed them to Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng.
These old-style black raincoats seemed to be made of rubber material, thick and cumbersome, uncomfortable to wear, and had a strong pungent odor.
Shaking his wrist, Chief Zhou glanced at his watch, then gave the order for everyone to set off, to stake out the abandoned bungalow area.
