A tea tray with a tea set was on the coffee table.
The room stank, a smell emanating from the kitchen trash can. The garbage inside hadn't been thrown out in ages and was teeming with small insects.
Qin Ziwen tied the trash bag shut and lifted it out.
The kitchen was very clean, and the refrigerator was mostly empty. There was only one item in a plastic bag on the top shelf.
He took it out. It was vacuum-packed and looked like some kind of dried animal penis.
A strange look crossed Qin Ziwen's face.
'But judging by the packaging, the contents should still be fine.'
He searched some more and found a box of dried goji berries in a drawer beneath the TV stand.
In a chest of drawers inside the bedroom wardrobe, he also found a black handbag. Inside the bag were three stacks of red bills.
But the most valuable finds were the dozen or so lighters scattered in a coffee table drawer, most of them the cheap, one-or-two-yuan kind.
