Startled by her expression, Ryuji muttered blankly, "Huh?"
"What makes you think that this is a locked-room murder sort of pocket dimension?" Lin Sanjiu turned back to stare at the dead body and asked.
"Isn't that what you said?"
"When did I say that?"
Slightly confused, he blinked then continued, "You said that this is a locked-room pocket dimension. Someone died here, and the corpse has returned. You have to clear the mystery to get out. Isn't that what a locked-room murder made of?"
"No…this is a locked-room escape…" Lin Sanjiu stopped midway through her sentence as she suddenly realized something.
This might just have been a coincidence. After all, judging from all the clues she found so far, nothing could prove that this warehouse had once been the site of a locked-room murder. Even though the window was locked, there was no evidence suggested that the main entrance was locked as well. After all, she had not even rebuilt the door yet.
