Chapter 1040

The Capital.

The downstream of the reservoir.

A scavenger, who was picking up plastic bottles washed ashore by the

lake, was walking along the shore when he suddenly saw what

appeared to be a large bag next to a boulder not far ahead, rising and

falling with the waves.

He hurried up to the front, expecting something good.

Unexpectedly, after a closer look it turned out to be a corpse. Face

down, the body was soaked and swollen, and the scattered hair and

weeds were undulating with the waves.

"Ah!!!" The scavenger shouted, frightened, his face turned, and he fled.

Municipal Government Chief Secretary Office.

Juanita was organizing the materials for a meeting from the previous

day.

It was a quiet morning. The golden sunlight was softly shining in, and

everything seemed incredibly peaceful.

And the sudden ringing of the phone broke all the serenity.

Juanita was working at full attention when she was disturbed by the

phone call.

She was surprised, and then picked up the phone.

"Hey, this is the Capital Police Station. You reported a missing case

earlier. This morning someone found a body downstream of the

reservoir, and her height, body type and clothing matched what you

described, can you come over and confirm.”

On the phone, the police department staff said.

"What?!" Juanita at first froze, and her heart missed a beat, "Yes, I'll be

right over.”

She hurriedly stood up, feeling her scalp tingling. She had been worried

for several days in a row, and in fact, she had thought in her heart,

something might have happened to Ms. Armstrong. After the call just

now, her heart sank heavily.

Sure enough, what she feared most still happened.

She quickly grabbed her bag, and headed straight to the Capital Police

Station.

Upon her arrival...

Police officer Phillips led her to the morgue and opened the freezer.

As the compartment was slowly pulled open, she found the person

lying inside was indeed Ms. Armstrong.

Juanita had a psychological preparation along the way, and when

seeing the body, she had been much calmer. Although the body had

been soaked in the water for several days and it was puffy and

bloodless, still she could tell it was Ms. Armstrong.

Phillips asked, "Secretary General, is that the person you reported

missing?"

“That's right. It's her." Juanita nodded, "You contact the Khebury police

station and ask them to send someone over. Ms. Armstrong is from

Khebury and her information and files are at the Khebury police

station.”

"Yes, thank you very much for your cooperation.” Phillips wrote it down

in his system.

"What was the cause of death?" Juanita asked.

“The preliminary judgment is drowning. The body's fingers were

grasped off, directly off, so apparently there was a fierce struggle

before her death, while there is mud and sand in her mouth and nose

which caused inhalation. As for a more detailed judgment we will need

to wait for further examination by the forensic pathologist.” Phillips

returned.

Juanita frowned and could see that Rachel had suffered greatly before

she died.

"Do you know approximately where she fell into the reservoir?" She

asked again.

"Judging by the direction of the current and the time the body surfaced,

we assumed she should have fallen from the midstream zone." Phillips

returned.

"Midstream ..." Juanita sighed, "You should check the venue for the

charity dinner, where Ms. Armstrong was last seen. *

"Okay. Thank you for the information.” Phillips took note carefully one

by one.

Juanita left the Capital Police Station and walked to the door, and the

cold winter wind blowing against her face made her shiver.