"Staying at the killer's place?" Both Fan Chong and Fan Dade turned to look at Chen Ge in unison.
"The most dangerous place is also the safest place." Chen Ge clicked on the dead man's body madly. When the cursor fell on the man's shirt pocket, a chat box popped up—'You ransacked the dead man's clothing and found a room card in the man's blood-soaked pocket.'
"You really found something!" Fan Chong leaned forward to the screen, and his face was colored by curiosity.
Putting the card in the backpack, Chen Ge kept clicking until the sound of a human head banging against the door became louder in the background. With regret, he walked down the stairs. "There's no weapon. An opportunity like this is not going to come again in the future."
Chen Ge clicked on the backpack to look at the room card. The pure black card was dyed with blood, and there was a number four written on the back. "Fan Chong, how many hostels and hotels are there in this town?"
