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Upon realizing the possibility of this danger, Lynch felt a chill run down his spine.

If what he thought was true, combined with the bizarre way the deceased died—being skinned alive—the strange patterns on the silver bowl, the liquid of unknown composition, and the foul smell all seemed to have a chilling meaning upon closer examination.

Looking at the silver bowl on the low cabinet, Lin Qi felt a mix of emotions.

This thing was originally a valuable antique, but since it might be related to this bizarre murder case, it has become a complete hot potato.

Lin Qi didn't want to take this strange thing with him, not because of superstition, but because he was afraid of getting involved with the criminal who hadn't been caught yet; but he didn't know whether he should leave it where it was, because he had just accidentally touched it with his hand and taken it out, leaving some traces.

Although the incompetent Seattle police seemed to have completely missed it and left it there,

But the deceased was, after all, a big shot living in the Lakeside District. If the police reopen the investigation one day and find some traces left by Lynch that he didn't clean up properly on the silver bowl, it would be a problem.

After weighing the options, Lin Qi still felt he couldn't leave the silver bowl there. He figured handing it over to Officer Kayla or Chen Kelei later might provide them with some evidence, saving him some trouble.

He returned to his beat-up car, took a sealed garbage bag from the trunk, and then went back to the living room.

These specially made garbage bags are well-sealed and were originally intended to store potentially contaminated waste from the site. Now, they are perfect for holding the Bhutanese silver bowl and the unidentified liquid inside.

After packing the items into a garbage bag and sealing it, Lin Qi put it away and then looked at the mansion, which was still in ruins but seemed increasingly gloomy.

The work wasn't even finished, but I accidentally stumbled upon something even more troublesome...

You shouldn't be slacking off; you should get back to work.

Lynch sighed, shrugged helplessly, picked up the sponge and scraper again, and continued working.

Clean up debris, scrape off stains, remove bloodstains, spray deodorizer...

Before we knew it, another three hours had passed.

It was already six o'clock at night, and the sky outside had completely darkened. Seattle was once again shrouded in darkness.

Lin Qi straightened up again, his back and shoulders aching, and even his fingers aching terribly from gripping the scraper for so long.

"No... I have to wait until tomorrow, or until after the boxing match, otherwise I definitely can't guarantee my condition tomorrow."

As he muttered to himself, Lin Qi took off his mask and threw it into a nearby trash bag.

At this moment, the living room in front of us has been basically restored to its original state. The large patches of blood have largely disappeared. Although it hasn't been cleaned up very thoroughly yet, it's no longer so bad that people would immediately recognize it as a murder scene.

However, the huge cashmere carpet in the center of the living room and the entire handmade fabric sofa next to it were soaked with blood, and the blood color still completely stained them.

Anyone who has ever washed a GD province rug, the kind of Raschel rug with big red flowers printed on it, knows how much effort it takes to clean such a thick rug that has been thoroughly soiled. It's impossible to clean it completely in a short time, and those are the areas that need the most attention next.

Lynch plans to leave the task of cleaning up these two behemoths until tomorrow.

After stretching his shoulders and wrists and shaking his head, Lynch prepared to collect the trash he had cleared that day, pack it up, and take it away, thus ending his workday.

But as he was picking through the trash in the house, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several blurry black dots on the floor of the corridor leading into the depths of the mansion.

Lin Qi leaned closer and looked down; those small black dots were actually dried blood droplets.

Why is there still blood here?

In that instant, a bad thought suddenly arose in Lin Qi's mind:

Oh no, is the workload even greater than expected?!

He hasn't inspected the entire building since he started working there.

Besides this living room, which is overflowing with cleaning work, is there anywhere else that needs cleaning?!

Lin Qi smacked his lips, took a deep breath,

Although he certainly wouldn't have the energy to continue working today, he had to follow the trail of blood and patrol the villa to take a look.

This way, at least before leaving, we can determine how much work is left to do and make arrangements for future work in advance!

So, Lin Qi followed the trail of blood down the corridor and walked deeper into the villa.

The brightly lit living room was gradually left behind, while the corridor was dimly lit, with smooth marble floors and oil paintings hanging on both sides.

Lin Qi searched around for a long time but couldn't find the light switch in the corridor. Helpless, he could only use his phone's flashlight function to continue forward with the meager light he had.

The corridor was very long, and he couldn't reach the end for a while. The rooms on both sides were also sparse. After passing through one door, he had to walk a long distance before he could see the next door.

...The structure of this house is also very strange.

Lin Qi had some doubts, but he was neither a professional designer nor a rich man, so he didn't know if it was normal for wealthy people's mansions to be designed like this. Therefore, after a moment of doubt, he didn't think too much about it and calmly followed the sparse bloodstains in the corridor.

But as they walked, the bloodstains under their feet suddenly became sparse and then disappeared into thin air.

Lin Qi looked up in confusion, glancing left and right, but couldn't find a door leading to another room where the bloodstains ended.

How did the bloodstains just disappear like that?

Lin Qi was a little confused. According to his plan, the bloodstain should extend to a certain room, and then he could check how many places in that room needed cleaning.

But there was no door where the bloodstains ended.

Could the struggle have started here? Perhaps the homeowner encountered the assailant here, which is why blood was first left here...

Lin Qi held up his phone again and used the flashlight to check the surrounding area, but he didn't find any signs of a struggle.

strangeness...

Just as Lin Qi was feeling lost, suddenly, he felt a jolt in his heart, and a sudden sense of tension gripped his mind—

[Rat's Senses] has been triggered; danger is nearby!

The sense of danger came from his right, so he quickly turned his head to look to his right, but there was only a wall there!

So, is danger lurking behind this wall? Is there a room behind the wall, or is it just outside the villa? Has the criminal returned, or has it encountered some other danger?

A few drops of cold sweat trickled down Lin Qi's forehead. A crisis had suddenly appeared, but he didn't even know where the danger came from!

At the critical moment, Lin Qi forced himself to calm down, carefully sensing the source of the danger while concentrating and trying to gather all the information he could get nearby.

A few seconds later, he got some clues:

First, the location of the source of the danger is relatively stable for the time being, which means that the source of danger does not seem to have moved for the time being.

Secondly, this intuitive sense of danger seems to be slowly growing.

This was the first time Lynch had encountered such a situation, which seemed to indicate that the unknown source of danger was gradually becoming more dangerous.

Finally, after holding his breath, Lynch seemed to hear a sound.

From behind this wall, a strange "crackling" sound could be faintly heard!