Then, Lin Yi went to her bedroom.
The bed was a mess, and there were scratches on it. The makeup on the dresser was scattered on the floor, but it didn't look like there was a fight. It looked more like she had struggled.
After looking around, he did not find anything suspicious in Du Juan's house. Then, he returned to the living room and met up with Li Xianghui and Gu Yiran.
"Did you find anything special at the scene?"
"Did you find these four things?"
"Pinhole cameras?"
Li Xianghui nodded, "They were hidden very discreetly, scattered throughout the two bedrooms, the bathroom, and the kitchen, providing 360-degree surveillance with no blind spots."
"Du Juan shouldn't know about this, right?"
"That's the guess, but we'll have to analyze what exactly happened. We can't jump to conclusions right now."
"The body has been carried away. Are there any preliminary results? Can you confirm that it was a suicide?"
