Fortunately, after turning a corner and walking to the windward side, the stench diminished considerably, and a large compound surrounded by towering walls appeared beside them.
Several guards stood at the entrance, with a sentry patrolling back and forth. Upon seeing the two approaching, a guard respectfully stepped forward, indicating they had received prior notice from the inspection station.
"Inspector Cheng!" The guard raised a hand in salute.
"Hmm, take us to see those scrapped vehicles."
"Alright, please follow me!"
Following the guard into the compound, Cheng Ye finally realized that the desolation of the South Suburb provided this scrapyard ample space.
As far as the eye could see, hundreds of broken vehicles were piled haphazardly on the muddy ground.
There were all kinds of vehicles—transport trucks, pickups, lorries, trucks... it looked like a giant graveyard for cars.
But each one was in a miserable, unwatchable condition.
