"We have to open the bag to find out."
Lu Li seemed oblivious to everything behind him, closed the refrigerator door, straightened up and said, "Besides, I still have things that need resolving."
He turned around and looked at the Scavenger standing with one hand behind his back.
"You mean you're looking for someone?" The Scavenger's earnest smile turned into a kind of disguise. "I wonder who this gentleman is trying to find?"
Ignoring the black garbage bag suspected to contain a human head, Lu Li returned to the low table and sat down, reached into his pocket, took out a photo, flipped it over, and pushed it in front of the Scavenger.
"Do you recognize her? She appeared here about five years ago."
The Scavenger picked up a photo, his thumb with thick calluses gently rubbing the photo in Lu Li's slightly lowered black eyes.
His eyes narrowed slightly, recalling something from the past: "I remember vividly."
"By the way, I forgot to ask, sir, who are you to her?"
