The summer rain came quickly and fiercely. No more than a little past noon, and the sky darkened as if threatening to collapse at any moment.
The morgue was not far from the county government gate. Xu Jing and Xiao Yi were each holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking in the rain, with only the sound of pouring rain and raindrops hitting the umbrellas in their ears. For a moment, a feeling of solitude walking through the vast world arose.
Xu Jing was somewhat lost looking at the curtain of rain ahead, when suddenly the man beside her spoke in a deep voice, "After Chen Hu finishes the handover work, he will go to your house, and another officer will join him there. Before the case is solved, let them stay at your house. Just give them a room to sleep in.
The set of tools you said you wanted to make today, after you finish drawing the plans, you can have Chen Hu bring them over.
As for the Cheng Brothers and Sisters, I've arranged for someone to go over as well."
