"He died of asphyxiation."
In the fields, the forensic examiner who had followed them examined the scene and furrowed his brow in confusion.
Choking to death on one's own vomit wasn't unheard of, but for this detective to suffocate mysteriously in the middle of the night in a melon field was very odd indeed.
The villagers standing nearby watched them nervously, their faces a mixture of simplicity, honesty, and a bit of fear of the officials.
Although they had agreed to call the police, before the police arrived, some villagers had spontaneously cleaned up the things in the melon field, at least clearing away the suspicious chunks of flesh and blood.
If those things had been left there, it really would have been impossible to explain the situation with ten mouths, and it was unclear what the village chief was thinking, insisting on getting the police involved.
Some villagers couldn't help but complain inwardly.