"...So that's how it was."
He remembered room "310." The day before the "ghost house transformation" occurred in Xiaokang Building, he had run into Sister Zhi Zhen, who was pulling a suitcase and planning to go out, right in front of this door.
An Zhizhen did not want him to see the scene inside the room. He had also smelled the scent of formaldehyde... In other words, Sister Zhi Zhen intended to handle a corpse at the time, but she happened to bump into him, just as she had today.
What a coincidence.
"In this room, I performed a dissection experiment on Wentao."
"Oh."
Cen Dongsheng nodded slightly, his demeanor calm.
"Aren't you going to ask why?"
"Wentao is that Granny Lin's grandson, right? He came to the Xiaokang Building a week ago and even met with you. I'm afraid he harbored ill intentions toward you, Sister Zhi Zhen, at that time."
"Exactly."
An Zhizhen playfully winked at him, as if saying, "See? I'm quite charming, aren't I?"