Corpse hunter.
This is the job that Lu Yin took over from his grandfather, and it is also a fate that he cannot escape.
He was wearing a black raincoat, with a pale chin exposed under the brim of his hat, and his eyes were colder than the rain-soaked night.
Tonight's target is a young girl who has thrown herself into a river for love.
It is said that it has been sinking for three days.
Lu Yin's hand was very steady, and the long corpse-retrieving pole was thrust into the water, just like his extended senses, searching for that unique "weight".
Lu Yin on the boat was slowly retracting the corpse fishing pole.
He looked at her, and through the pouring rain, her voice was not loud, but it reached his ears clearly, with the coolness of water vapor:
"If you want to die, you can."
"Don't die in my work area."
"Your life is in my control now."
Shen Yu sat paralyzed in the cold rain, looking at the ghostly black figure under the bridge. For the first time, she realized that what was colder than death was the look in the eyes of the man who retrieved the corpse.
Lu Yin had already turned around and drove the boat towards deeper darkness.
The first "body" was not found.
But got a living trouble.
