"Qiangzi! Get ready! We're leaving!"
"Huh?" With a look of surprise, Wang Qiang turned his head, repeating noncommittally, "You mean leave?"
It was evident that he couldn't quite understand his brother's thought process. After all, they had just spent quite a bit of effort to climb into this room. And now, they hadn't even finished searching the second floor, yet they're being urged to leave. Emotionally and logically, Wang Qiang felt...
Seemingly considering some possibility, Wang Qiang pointed mockingly at the corpse on the floor and sneered, "I say, you can't be freaking out over this thing, right!"
Instinctively following Wang Qiang's finger to the ground, Tang Xiaoquan's pupils immediately narrowed.
Bloodstains! Lots of bloodstains!
Although the sunlight filtering through the window was weakened by the curtains, Tang Xiaoquan could still vaguely make out many, disorderly small bloodstains dotted on the ground.
