The scent of blood in the secret passage grew stronger and stronger, and it almost made the hardened Wu Zheng vomit. However, Shen Yin sniffed indifferently and led Wu Zheng into the only room at the end of the secret passage.
The room only contained a bed and an operating table. A cobwebbed-covered chain dangled from the head of the bed and draped on the floor. Judging from the amount of dust on the floor, no one had been in here for a long time.
Wu Zheng sighed with relief. He put away his pistol and walked to Shen Yin's side with a flashlight. "This should be the first crime scene."
Shen Yin gave a faint "hmm" and looked for the switch. The lights instantly turned on and she gaped in disbelief as she looked at the tragic scene in front of her.
