"No problem," Yang Qi agreed readily.
"We can go now, but we shouldn't take too many people. We need to avoid disturbing the scene and the scent."
Yang Qi glanced at the sky. Though it was only afternoon, the winter sun set early.
"Alright."
Hong Jianfei was decisive. He chose two police officers, Lao Zhang and Xiaoliu. Including himself and Yang Qi, that made a total of four people.
Their equipment was simple: high-intensity flashlights, evidence bags, body cameras, and necessary protective gear.
Yang Qi walked to the woodshed and beckoned to Bai Wan.
Bai Wan immediately trotted out.
The four men and one dog entered the mountains directly from the path in the backyard.
The mountain forest was desolate in winter. The leaves had all fallen, with only the evergreen pines and cypresses providing a splash of green.
The ground was covered in a thick layer of dead leaves that rustled underfoot.
