Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
The people at the arsenal didn't say anything.
What are you trying to do? What are you doing with a gun? There are thousands of bullets...
It was an hour later when we arrived at the scene. The area was brightly lit by torches, and many people were carrying grain up the ditch.
Song Yan took their flashlights and walked several hundred meters along the mountain path.
A man who looked like an official walked over.
The person who came with Song Yan introduced her identity.
"Hello, Comrade Song Yan. I am the deputy director of the arsenal. None of us expected this to happen. Please accept my condolences!"
Cheng Yousuo cried out in alarm, "You found... found..." He couldn't bring himself to say the word "corpse."
"Where's the body! I want to see it!" Song Yan practically squeezed out each word through clenched teeth.
The deputy factory director was somewhat speechless, stammering, "This...this..."
"There are wolf tracks everywhere here, and a wolf's carcass. Where else can we find it..." said the person who didn't want Song Yan to get on the bus.
Suddenly finding himself under Song Yan's icy gaze, he couldn't continue speaking. But then he felt ashamed; in front of so many people, what was there to be afraid of in this woman?
"Why are you staring at me, you woman?"
You should know that the deputy factory director only let it go because Wei Aiguo was already dead. The real reason was that Wei Aiguo failed to protect public property.
As everyone just saw, there wasn't a trace of blood in the driver's cab.
There were no footprints next to the car, indicating that he jumped out before the car fell into the water.
"Is it his responsibility that the car is wrecked?" This person is Jiang Hongwei. He heard that Wei Aiguo hadn't returned on time, so he hoped that Wei Aiguo would mess things up, and sure enough, that's what happened.
The fact that no one else spoke up meant that many people thought the same thing.