— “It was standing right on the road, as if someone deliberately placed it,” — I replied. The other officer walked around the coffin and tapped the lid with his knuckles.
— “Heavy… But something tells me there’s something inside.”
We exchanged glances.
Normally, you would document the find and wait for the forensic team. But something urged us to open it immediately. — “Carefully,” — said my partner.
I approached from the other side, placed my hand on the lid.
The mechanism was stiff, the hinges creaked. I lifted it slowly.
And seeing what was inside, I took a step back in horror
Inside, there were no fabrics or wreaths. Just rows of black garbage bags, neatly stacked.
One was torn, and white powder spilled out.
— “No way…” — sighed my partner. — “What a find.”
— “Looks like we’ve uncovered someone’s big operation,” — I said, taking out the camera to document the evidence. Later, we learned that a criminal group, under the cover of a funeral home, was transporting illegal substances in coffins to avoid drawing attention.
That day, their van had an accident nearby.
Part of the cargo was quickly evacuated, but this coffin fell onto the road and no one had time to retrieve it. This strange discovery became the start of a major investigation.
