"Did she leave by herself?" Lin Qiao asked him.
"It looks like that. I haven't found out about the reason yet," Lin Kui shook his head and responded frustratedly.
Lin Qiao thought for a moment, then looked at him and said, "Are there still people living around her flat?"
"Yeah," Lin Kui nodded and said.
"Let's go and ask them if they know anything about her," said Lin Qiao.
Soon, Lin Kui guided Lin Qiao back to Lin Jing's building, opened the locked door, and headed upstairs. On the fifth floor, they sensed the scents of living humans from two of the dozen studios.
Lin Qiao walked toward one of the two studios with Duan Juan, knocked on the door rhythmically, then asked through the door, "Is anyone home?"
She knew that some people were in there, but she asked anyway. Also, she knocked on the door neither heavily nor too lightly. She did that to let the people in the studio know that she had no bad intentions.
