As soon as Xiao Hua finished speaking, Jane Quinlan moved over to her side from inside the bed.
Staring at the cell phone, she was a bit confused: "What's strange?"
Xiao Hua slapped her forehead: "What eyes are you using?
You didn't really look closely last night, did you?"
"I glanced at it, Kay Forrest watched it for two or three cycles."
"That's right, the previous cycles of the footage were indeed the same, but look here after the footage paused, do you see a person's shadow?"
Xiao Hua said, pointing at the floor mirror behind the blood-stained porcelain doll on the screen.
To say it was a person's shadow was a bit of an exaggeration, it was probably just the lower half of the person filming the video.
Before, because the footage looped too quickly, it was basically unnoticeable.
But after the footage automatically stopped, you could see it.
"It's just lower legs and feet, can't make out anything from that."
