"At that moment, Qian Cangyi took out his phone and snapped a picture. He found out that nothing showed up in the photo that had appeared in the golden eyeball's vision. Clearly, other than memory, there was no way to save the images.
The vision started to change, it became brighter than before. Some dim light appeared in the sight, seeming like beams from skyscrapers in the distance.
The attention of all six was on the vision replaying the scenes leading to the death.
Suddenly, the scene in the vision changed, indicating that the gold was moving his point of view. He was looking at the door to his room, even sticking his head out slightly.
"Why was he looking at the door?" the Turtle asked.
"Maybe he heard something? Like someone knocking?" Mao Mi answered subconsciously.
"Possibly," A nodded, agreeing with Mao Mi's speculation.
It was the most likely scenario.
Qian Cangyi didn't answer — after all, the Vision of the Dead could only 'see,' it couldn't capture sound.
