章節 171: Human Psychology

Once inside the room, Song Jia went to her study table and picked up a novel. She flipped it open and from between came out a neatly folded small paper with a blood stain on it. It probably came from Nanny Lin's blood.

She passed the paper to Wu Zhang who has just entered. "Here it is."

Wu Zhang took the paper from her and read the words on it 'Investigate little young master's' which were written in blue ink. The paper had impressions of a pen being run over on it multiple times and at some places, the ink's flow was broken too. It seemed like the pen did not have enough ink and it stopped working after the word 'master's', forcing Lin Dong to place a half-written note in his late wife's pocket due to lack of time.

"What do you think he wanted to say?" Song Jia asked Wu Zhang's opinion.

Wu Zhang leaned against the closet and after a deep thought replied, "I can't really say. It can be anything. His birth, death, life, anything."