In the morning, when Qinghan and the others returned, I pointed out the blood spots to them. Wen Jing said it might be an injured thief who escaped to outside my window, trying to get inside to hide for a while.
Shunfeng suggested it might have been an injured animal resting on the windowsill, accidentally making noise by bumping into the window.
Only Qinghan collected the dried blood spots in a clean plastic bag, saying he wanted to take them back for testing.
He was more inclined to believe that last night's visitors were Eyes of Golden Flame and Boss Lu.
I could understand Eyes of Golden Flame knocking on the door, but why would Boss Lu come along?
I asked Qinghan, and he only said it was his speculation, without solid evidence, and the truth is yet to be verified. He promised to let me know what was going on when he had more certainty.
