Shanghai, Jiangbei District, wanan road, Fuxing District.
It was getting late, and the air was cold. Cui Lizhu took out her phone and checked the messages on her phone as she observed the house in front of her.
No. 19 was written on the door plate, which was the address given to him by the clock shop owner.
'That's strange ...'
Cui Lizhu muttered to herself. Didn't they say that the villa had been burned down? How did he ...
Indeed, the three-story villa in front of him was exquisite and unique. It did not look like it had been on fire at all.
That's true ...
After all, the fire had happened 30 years ago. So many years had passed since then, and the house must have been renovated. She wondered if the people who lived in the house were related to the case she was investigating.
Then, cui Lizhu pressed the doorbell of the villa.
However, there was no response even after a long time.