Investigation

Qin Xuan smiled sheepishly due to his physical accident. When he reached Mo Li, the latter advised, "When the ground is uneven like this place, don't put the weight on the flat of your shoes. Instead, tilt your feet 30 degrees inwards, that way you'll be much more stable walking with the toolbox."

"Thank, thank you." He said rather awkwardly. Qin Xuan didn't know how to refer to Mo Li. He stole a glance at Mo Li. He liked watching her work, she was very charming when she was serious. Furthermore, she was very pretty and was very knowledgeable about coroner work. In Qin Xuan's eyes, Mo Li was practically sparkling.

They walked into the homeless man's 'house'. There was only a tattered mattress, shredded straw mat and a grimy quilt.

When the homeless man was pushed into his 'home', he relaxed immediately. He grabbed the lice-ridden quilt to cover himself and then took a sip from a half empty drink bottle.