Regretfully, I took my garbage-digging equipment and strolled to the vegetable market near my home.
Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the police officer from last time.
"Officer, is it still a bombing case? I really don't know. If you need help, you can always talk to me. I may not be able to help with other things, but I can still do the autopsy work!"
He looked at the police officer with a puzzled look, as if he could help at any time.
"Well, no need for that! I came here to ask, I heard you've been going to the warehouse at the port a lot lately?"
The police officer held the notebook and looked at her meaningfully.
"Yes! It's really interesting there. I also like visiting flea markets and vintage shops when I'm abroad.
I couldn't find any here, so I had to go rummaging through the warehouse and found a lot of interesting gadgets! What's wrong? Is rummaging through junk illegal?
Jiang Cha stared at the police officer with her eyes covered with cosmetic contact lenses, pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, and stared at him seriously.
He looks like you're being unreasonable, and his serious expression is quite intimidating.
After all, a face so pale that it looks like dirt is falling off, and wearing a pair of black-framed glasses makes people feel uncomfortable looking at it for a long time.
"You misunderstood. There was a fire in the warehouse last night and the losses were heavy.
After our inquiries, the security guards said that you have been going there frequently recently.
That's why I was ordered to come here to inquire. Of course, the security guards also said that you were in the second-hand goods warehouse over there and had not been anywhere else."
Jiang Cha pushed his glasses again and said with a straight face, "I've been enjoying digging out some small finds lately. They're not worth much, but they're fun.
I always go in the morning and come home at noon. The fire at night definitely has nothing to do with me. I was cleaning those small things at home last night and didn’t go out!
The junk I picked up from the warehouse included small porcelain bottles, rubber tires, and iron racks, none of which were serious stuff.
When the police entered the yard, they saw that everything had been washed clean and was hanging in the yard.
"Excuse me for disturbing you!"
I locked the door and went back to the house. I looked out and saw that Mr. and Mrs. Jiang were lying there motionless.
After using it for several years, she discovered a bug in the space.
Originally, no living person except her could enter the space.
If they faint, you can take them inside. This is safer and there will be no impact when they come out.
It is not convenient for her to leave now, and she has to ask Jiang's father and mother to stay in the space.
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