The deceased was also a young female.
This couldn't help but stir associations in his mind.
Harry jumped into the dumpster with some reluctance.
As he put on his gloves and squatted down to search, he suddenly heard a noise from above. He looked up, his face changing drastically. "Fuck, stop!"
Almost at the same time, a woman's scream was heard, drawing the attention of Dean and Robert, who was holding his cellphone, to the dumpster.
A pair of slender legs, attached to disproportionately large Fasting, emerged from the garbage chute, landing right on Harry's upturned face.
Erm...
When he was 'attacked' by Fasting, it seemed he even opened his mouth to shout at the newcomer...
Dean shrugged. "Alright, Robert, no need to make that call. We can directly ask the person involved now."
This was because the screaming woman was wearing the standard-issue police trousers from their precinct.
