On the day Ah Ning died, it was snowing heavily.

Her body was buried in the snow-covered forest, shattered and fragmented.

This was no ordinary death; it was a one-sided massacre.

However, the result of the investigation was astonishing. The forensic examiner concluded that she had accidentally died from a wild animal attack.

As I looked at the burn marks on the back of her hand caused by a cigarette butt, I fell into contemplation.

Just like this heavy snow, it buried all the truths.