1230 Thoughts of Leaving (1/2)
When Famous heard the screaming, it immediately rushed out from the tent, thinking that something horrible had happened, like meeting a wild beast or terrorists hiding in the desert. When it did rush over, though, other than the smell of p*ss in the air, there was nothing strange going on.
As for the human skull half-buried in the sand, Famous wasn't a person anyway, so it didn't really care. Maybe it would look twice if it was a dog's skull.
Right then, the other men rushed there as well, the younger and fitter in front while the older and weaker were at the back.
Zhang Zian shot Famous a questioning look. It shook its head, showing that it was nothing much, probably just a scare.
Gao Ke rushed over with a flashlight in hand, nervously illuminating their srroundings. When he didn't find any danger, he immediately rushed to ask He He, ”Xiao He, what's wrong? Don't cry. Tell me what happened.”
He He sniffled, unable to form a coherent sentence, but the female Detective described what had happened briefly.
After they had finished building the tent, He He mentioned that she had drunk too much and wanted to go relieve herself. The female Detective didn't have much need for the restroom, but she still followed her to the designated spot.
The big jeeps blocked the light coming from the center of the camp. Even though the light was weak, they could still see the road clearly due to how much the sand reflected light.
He He wanted to go further, but the Detective convinced her to just settle it here and not go too far away. She reassured her that she would keep a lookout and wouldn't let the men near.
She certainly couldn't hold onto a flashlight while relieving herself, or they would be able to see it no matter how far away they were.
The Detective held onto the flashlight, but she didn't point it towards He He. She walked back a few steps, back facing her, staring at the men moving around in the camp grounds and preventing them from approaching either intentionally or unintentionally.
Even though they were both females, and they both took good care of each other during the ride, they had only just gotten to know each other. He He didn't want her to hear her peeing, so when the Detective turned around, she silently took a few more steps back.
It was easy for men to relieve themselves. They just needed to loosen their belt or pull down a zip and they could get it over and done with. As long as they didn't have any issues with their prostate, they wouldn't get it all splattered on themselves, but women had a lot more considerations than that.
He He looked at her surroundings, making sure that there were no other people around her. She didn't rush to take off her pants. Instead, she wanted to squat down and dig a hole in the sand, pee in the sand, and then cover it up.
She had played with sand back when she'd played at the beach too, so she didn't give it much thought, reaching out to dig. The moment she did, her fingers hit something hard.
She thought that it was a stone at first, but it didn't seem quite like cold, hard stone. She was too lazy to shift places, so she decided that instead of digging deep, she would dig widely. There was no need for it to be too deep anyway, since this spot would be used by the females only.
That one push of hers revealed a round white object right in the middle of the hole.
With the light and visibility low, she couldn't quite see what the item was, but she could confirm that it wasn't a stone then. Out of curiosity, she ran her finger along the object and dug lower, wanting to see what exactly it was.
When she saw that one side of the white object showed two black eye sockets, her brain short-circuited.
In the next second, she let out a blood-curdling scream.
Maybe due to how hard she'd screamed or from the scare, she could feel warmth coming up her belly, as though she had leaked a little.