Following the direction of the white beam, Zhang Yean saw two pairs of women's slippers on the floor by the bed.
After thinking for a moment, she guessed, "Could it be that the two pairs of slippers are being swapped around?"
Jiang An didn't speak, instead, he turned and walked toward the secondary bedroom, but found no slippers on the floor.
Next, he went to the shoe cabinet at the entrance, and again saw no other women's slippers.
After three minutes, Jiang An returned.
"This house seems to have just been moved into, there are only two pairs of women's slippers inside."
Jiang An walked over, crouched down, and observed carefully.
"The sizes of these two pairs of slippers are different, but very close."
Zhang Yean crouched down and photographed the soles of the two pairs of shoes.
"Is it possible that before the death, the two women were sitting on the bed chatting? I used to love sitting on the bed chatting and snacking with my cousin."
