Li Zhiyuan picked up a candy from the coffee table and walked to the cabinet.
The photo studio displayed the most photos, from children to young adults, and even elders, with each age group representing different photographic styles.
Children and young adults used regular photo frames, but the elder's memorial photo frames were all etched with funeral patterns.
Below them were price tags, all affordable, prices within the reach of the average person.
Was there something special hidden within that he hadn't noticed?
Previously at Professor Zhu's house, he had carefully examined Grandma Zhu's memorial photo and found nothing unusual.
Moreover, here with the memorial photo frames, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
This shop, of course, had issues, as he had already seen that large eyeball when the owner took his picture.
But the question is, if you're going to harm someone... you have to make a move, right?
