The body was finally bagged.
Several people carried the body bag away, and Zhao Xinli retched twice; Zhou Ning patted his back.
"Alright, the source of the smell has been removed. Didn't you say there were three victims? Where are the others?"
Zhao Xinli pointed to the bus and at the side of the road, saying:
"When the 120 emergency team arrived at the scene, the bus driver surnamed Gao still showed signs of life, but he passed away as soon as he was lifted onto the ambulance. His body is now at the hospital.
The other victim was the driver of a white sedan. This forklift was originally chasing after this white car, pricking up the vehicle, tossing it high into the air. When we arrived at the scene, we found the driver's head attached only by a piece of skin, so we did not move him."
Zhou Ning paused.
"The forklift kept chasing this white car?"
Zhao Xinli nodded.