Chapter 254

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Xiao Li picked up the wooden box that Wang Huai had put on the table. He looked deep inside and turned the whole box upside down, but no mucus flowed out.

Wang Huai continued, "He said his older sister's name is Sun Junling. Jiarun is her nickname and only close friends and family will call her that."

Xiao Li took a tissue and wiped the wooden box. It was just that no matter how much he wiped, the mucus wouldn't leave the bottom. He tried a few times before finally giving up and putting the box back in place, waiting for Wang Huai to finish.

"I hinted at what happened to Sun Jiarun. He was a bit shaken but he still didn't say anything." Wang Huai's speech was a bit faster than usual. "As for this piece of meat, he told me it was something brought by the head of the family and I shouldn't ask anything else."

"Then you coming to tell me about this-"

Before Xiao Li could finish his sentence, Gong Mingming suddenly came from outside. She was followed by Luo Shan, holding the compass in her hand. The girl had short breaths as she told them, "Come with me."

"What is it?"

"I found Sun Jiarun, or Sun Junling's room."

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It was still raining outside and the sky was so gloomy that it could be dusk. They didn't feel it in the room with the window closed but the wound of the rain was felt even more when they walked into the rain.

This should've been unsuitable weather for acting but when approaching Sun Jiarun's room, Gong Mingming couldn't help being thankful for the cover of the rain.

There were already people at the door of the room. One of them was the old man they met at the Sun's dinner party. He was the Sun family's second uncle. He stood at the door of the outer room, frowning and looking inside. A middle-aged woman with an extremely short stature was standing in front of him with a hunched back and a faint cough was heard from time to time. If Sun Jiarun was still here, she would recognize this person as her nanny but she was much older than yesterday.

Wang Huai pulled out an item from the task book, threw it in the air and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the rain. He was about to move forward when he turned his head and noticed Xiao Li's curious eyes. "What type of item is this?"

Wang Huai, "......"

'Sherlock, your curiosity is so strong that you look like your cat.'

He wanted to reach out and rub the other person's head. Then he saw the eyes of the young man next to Xiao Li and restrained himself just in time. Under the cover of the rain, Old Wang explained in a low voice, "The name of the item is 'victim's blind spot.' It comes from a murderer. He was good at hiding during his life and turned into this item after his death. Once used, as long as we don't stand directly in a person's field of view, our traces will be covered up and we won't be discovered."

The old man at the door of Sun Jiarun's room looked impatiently into the room but didn't enter easily.

Xiao Li and his group bypassed the door and went to the window of the inner room.

The moment they walked under the window, they heard a baby crying from the room. "Wu, wu, wu."

The baby cried miserably. It could be called a hoarse voice but the volume was that of a normal child. They could hear it from the cracks in the window but it would be completely covered by the sound of the rain if they walked a bit further. Not a single bit of noise would be heard.

Xiao Li straightened up, stretched his head to a height that was level with the window sill and looked inside the window. Perhaps he was too tired from last night. Xiao Li actually felt that such an action was difficult and he had to hold on with his hands. He didn't feel better until Shen Chenzhi followed him, holding his waist and massaging it a few times.

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