The room was slightly messy, some of it presumably disturbed by the police. There was still a chemical odor lingering in the air; Shi Nian smelled manganese dioxide and graphite powder mixed together, knowing that they were used by the police forensic department to extract traces.
As soon as Shi Nian entered the room, she broke into tears, bowing her head and weeping. She walked around the room, using the veil of tears to meticulously search for any clues the police might have missed.
Sean accompanied her into the room, sighing and comforting her to take heart.
At the spot on the floor marked for the body, Shi Nian knelt down, crying sorrowfully and squinting to look under the bed. But the obvious places had likely been searched by the police, and she couldn't spot any useful clues. Suddenly, a tiny glimmer of light in the floorboards caught her attention.
