The curtains by the window were drawn, and the outside scenery flooded into view. Few people would go over to the window for a look if there was no curtain obstruction.
As He Jinxia was about to leave, she employed a substitution method in her mind; if she were the killer, where in the room would she hide something?
She quickly thought of the window and the bed.
Walking over to the window, she looked around and, finding nothing, felt a twinge of disappointment.
Standing still and deep in thought, she unconsciously opened the window hoping to let in some fresh air and clear her mind.
As soon as she pushed open the window, a gust of hot air drifted in from outside, which only aggravated her mood.
He Jinxia lingered for a moment, then decided to close the window.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, spotting a card on the waterproof ledge below that had a pattern similar to the Character Card in her hand.
Her heart leaped. Could it be another clue?
