"Make way, make way!"
"Everyone, please follow our officers to the village's ancestral hall to give your statements! Thank you for cooperating!"
Xia Nan shouted through the megaphone.
The rain was so heavy that without it, no one could possibly make out what the police were saying.
The villagers were cooperative enough. After all, this was hardly the first time something like this had happened in Lower River Village. In a sense, its villagers might be more familiar with the statement-taking process than a rookie police officer.
"Sorry for the trouble."
Bai Yang walked over to Yan Xiao and nodded.
In the downpour, Yan Xiao did not linger to chat. He simply nodded and began organizing the recovery operation.
Three firefighters had already secured their safety ropes, put on life jackets, and gone into the water.
Everyone was being very careful. After all, there could well be ropes, aquatic plants, and other things in the water.
The face-down corpse kept bobbing in the muddy, rushing river, yet never drifted downstream with the current. That alone was enough to indicate a problem.
Click, click-
A camera shutter sounded behind Yan Xiao and Bai Yang. Frowning deeply, Bai Yang immediately reached out to block the lens. "Get out. Who gave you permission to take pictures?"
"The public has a right to know. Besides, there have been so many murders in Lower River Village, and you still haven't solved them. As a member of the press, I have the right to hold you accountable!" Whatever Zhong Xueran really thought, that was what she had to say. She would never get a story without being a little pushy.
"Besides, with this downpour today, your police equipment isn't even as good as mine. I can help photograph the evidence!"
Bai Yang glanced at the officer