The room was filled with various household items, indicating it was a residence. The long period of emptiness had caused a moldy smell. Xiao Lin found the stairs and headed directly to the second floor.
This type of small independent apartment had similar architectural features: the first floor was the living room and kitchen, while the second floor was the living area. The key in his hand likely belonged to one of the doors. However, when Xiao Lin reached the second floor, he was surprised to find there were no doors here.
The usual facilities used by ordinary people were present, but there were no doors between the rooms. Xiao Lin returned to the stairway, reassessing the layout of the second floor. First, there was a bedroom. The bed was clean and tidy, with no signs of use. The sheets were new, bearing the folds of a recent purchase. Running a finger across the surface of the table, a thin layer of dust clung to his fingertip.
