The fat guy arrived quickly, followed by police cars, ambulances, and fire engines. Since the airport was a sensitive area, any emergency would cause a lot of tension from various quarters.
He rolled down the window and waved at Mr. Su Bai, who came over with a cigarette in his mouth, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat.
"The road ahead is closed," the fat guy took the cigarette from Mr. Su Bai and lit it.
"It should be unblocked soon, given the heavy traffic here at the airport. They can't close it for too long." Mr. Su Bai stretched his hand out the window and flicked off the cigarette ash. "Interested in seeing that woman's body?"
"There's nothing interesting about a corpse," the fat guy shook his head.
"Her whole body was bruised and bloodied; she holds a lot of resentment." Mr. Su Bai connected his phone to the car's Bluetooth, and music began to play:
