351 Fainted

Lyca said nothing. She just shrugged. They couldn't really turn on the lights of this room, so they used flashlights to examine the corpses. Just as Lyca expected, they were trying to open the luggage. In fact, they already opened some luggage. However, what surprised her was the packs of tablets. Judging from the weight of each pack, she could determine it to be about a hundred grams. She picked up one of the packs and held it closer to her nose.

Dugs?

Stimulants?

"What is it?"

"Should be drugs," Lyca uttered. "So… they are planning to plant drugs?" she glanced at the half-open window of the room. These people actually came here. Did they think she wasn't here?

"I already called Ronan. He is coming over. He didn't join the opening too. He should be able to explain this."

Lyca nodded and grab the drugs before going back to her room. Then she finally decided to put on her clothes. After all, she already smelled of blood and… death.