"Is it unusual to find a lonely grave in the mountains?"
At least in Chen Xiao's opinion,
a lonely grave on the mountain wasn't particularly strange.
Everyone present had seen plenty of death scenes, so they all nodded.
Seeing this, Zhang Xian said, "If it were just a lonely grave, it wouldn't be strange. But in front of the grave, there's a very noticeable small pit. That pit was made by the deceased being forced to bow their head."
Chen Xiao squinted his eyes: "So, after all this time, were the two compared? When did the person in the lonely grave die?"
Zhang Xian shook his head outright.
Chen Xiao was puzzled: "No identification?"
Zhang Xian replied, "It's not that we didn't do it but because there was no corpse in the grave!"
As soon as he said this, surprise and doubt appeared in Chen Xiao's eyes.
"Without a corpse, how can it be called a lonely grave?"
"There's clothing buried inside, but no bones."
Chen Xiao didn't respond further.
