While I was at work, my team leader, Rick Ziegler, asked if I'd picked the material for my next microbiology research project.I nodded and said, "A friend brought me a container of water from the Gorga River in Esithra. I heard that some locals bathed in it, some used it as a toilet, and some even immersed corpses in it."It has E. coli, V. cholerae, S. typhi… All kinds of parasite eggs—you name it. It's practically a miniature toxic ecosystem. I think it's more than enough for research."Rick praised me for preparing such good research material. He told me to bring the water to the lab in a couple of days.But when I got home, I searched through every cabinet and drawer. Yet, I couldn't find it anywhere.I knew that my mom, Miranda Turner, must've taken it. For the past six months, every time she came to my place to help clean, something always went missing.At first, I thought it was just a coincidence.Until one time, the premium apples I'd left in the refrigerator disappear
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