The black Grand Cherokee ran over the bumpy dirt road, and the chassis made a tooth-breaking friction sound. The car windows were closed, but the smell of burnt plastic, rotten acid and heavy metal dust was still like a pervasive poisonous snake, burrowing through the gaps in the air conditioner. "Brother Mo, do you really want to come in?" In the passenger seat, Lao Liu clutched his N95 mask tightly, his expression uglier than the cloudy sky outside. He pointed to the village in front of him that was shrouded in gray fog, and his voice was as muffled as if he was holding his breath in the water. "Heishui Village is famous as a 'cancer village'. No one from the city's Environmental Protection Bureau dares to go in without wearing protective clothing. We are risking our lives." Chen Mo said nothing. He held the steering wheel with one hand and stared straight ahead through the windshield. In his field of vision, the dilapidated village that Lao Liu had avoided appeared completely different in his eyes......
