Corpse in Barrel
by Cold Song
About This Novel
The weather in August is extremely hot. In the early morning of the 10th, the sea tide gradually receded, and the sea breeze carried a fishy smell. On a high ground a hundred meters in front of the beach, there is an isolated cement wall. The graffiti on the wall is colorful. At first glance, it looks like a Pioneer concert style. Seven or eight workers yawned and carried the iron barrels piled up like a hill. These barrels were piled up seven or eight levels, totaling more than fifty. The two workers put the iron barrels into the container in order, wiped the sweat from their faces and prepared to continue working. At this time, a worker who was continuing to carry the iron bucket by the wall shouted: "Here, help, there is something in this bucket." "There is something? Didn't it mean that it is all empty?" A worker said, "Isn't there some equipment that was not taken away?" "You will know if you open it and take a look." They opened the four catches on the lid of the bucket, but the lid did not move at all.
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