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Once the location of the miniature camera is found, the rest will be much easier.

Following Chen Kelei's instructions, Lin Qi photographed the location of each miniature camera and sent the photos to him.

He then sent the photos taken inside the secret room, along with photos of the bloodstains, and immediately called Chen Kelei.

The phone had barely rung when it was answered, and Chen Kelei's somewhat tired but slightly excited voice came through the receiver:

"Hey? Brother Lin? I received those photos you sent, but I hadn't had a chance to look at them closely before your call came. Did you find anything?"

Lynch lowered his voice and recounted all his discoveries in detail, also mentioning the murder case he witnessed at the Lakeside outpost, his encounter with Kayla at the crime scene, and Kayla's attitude.

Finally, he talked about the four miniature cameras found in the villa's secret room, the main entrance, the entrance to the secret passage, and the study, as well as the various speculations about these cameras.

After listening to Lin Qi's account, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Chen Kelei's deep voice slowly came through:

"Kayla's attitude is somewhat comforting. Although she is still as unreliable as ever, at least I won't suddenly discover that my best friend is hiding some secret that I know nothing about."

"You just sent me photos of the bloodstains, right? That's enough. Leave the rest to me."

"As for those miniature cameras... although I did suspect there were hidden cameras in the room, I didn't expect there to be so many... this discovery is very valuable."

"However, we should not touch these cameras rashly. If we try to disassemble them at will, it is very likely to cause accidental damage to the delicate components inside, which will not help us to continue to investigate where they are sending data."

"Finding them is enough. In the future, I will find an expert in this field, or go to that villa myself to inspect these cameras."

Lin Qi hummed in agreement and asked, "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Just be careful not to clean up any further. If you still have energy, you can continue searching the villa for any other clues. If you're tired, you can rest first."

Chen Kelei paused for a moment, then continued, "The important thing is to be careful."

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, Lin Qi hung up the phone.

What Chen Kelei said was exactly what Lin Qi was thinking, so he stopped wasting time on these miniature cameras.

Now that he has completed all the tasks Chen Kelei initially assigned him, he can no longer continue to clean up the traces of crime left in the villa.

Therefore, in the remaining time of the day, he planned to thoroughly investigate the study of this villa.

When Lin Qi was examining the bloodstains in the villa earlier, he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be quite a few noteworthy things in the study of the villa.

Furthermore, he also found a miniature camera in the study, which to some extent proves that the owner of the villa, or the person who installed the miniature camera, valued that study.

Climbing up to the second floor, Lin Qi arrived at the door of the study.

Pushing open a thick, heavy, carved wooden door, a study resembling a medieval castle came into view.

Although the decor is rather understatedly luxurious, the furniture is nothing special; it consists of just a few bookshelves and a desk, with only some everyday household appliances in the corner.

Compared to the secret room in the basement, this study seemed quite ordinary.

But Lin Qi had already carefully examined the area when he checked the bloodstains, so as soon as he arrived, he went straight to the spot he thought was worth noting.

It was the desk in the study.

While examining the bloodstains, he immediately noticed that the desk was piled high with documents.

The documents were piled up on the desk like a small mountain, covered with a thin layer of dust. It looked as if the deceased had been looking through these documents before his death, but no one had bothered with them afterward, so they remained untouched, in the same state as when they were being read.

Lynch's experience told him that if there were any noteworthy clues in the villa, those clues were very likely in these documents!

He walked to the desk and glanced through the documents.

One part of it was a company's financial report, which Lin Qi wasn't interested in and seemed unrelated to the case, so he skipped over it.

The remaining documents were some envelopes.

...Do people still write letters these days? And write so many?

Is this the lifestyle of the wealthy? Why bother sending letters when convenient email is readily available? Or is it some kind of lifestyle pleasure?

Lin Qi was a little confused. While lost in thought, he picked up an envelope and tore it open.

A thin, rectangular strip of paper slid out from it.

Lin Qi picked it up from the ground and looked at it. It turned out to be a bank draft with an exaggerated amount printed on it.

draft?

This kind of thing isn't very common, so the moment Lin Qi saw this draft, he immediately remembered the last time he'd seen one.

That is, when I was doing my first crime scene cleanup mission and found that hidden compartment behind the bed in Mark Harrison's house!

At the time, Lynch learned from Mark's suicide note that he had specifically left the documents, mainly bank drafts, to his girlfriend to prevent her from being harassed by the mob after his death.

But Mark's girlfriend found a new boyfriend at lightning speed and didn't even bother to collect Mark's belongings, so the documents in the hidden compartment ended up in Lynch's hands by some twist of fate.

To this day, Lynch still keeps those documents in his tent.

Today, Lynch saw a bill of exchange again, and this time it was a paper bill of exchange, which is quite rare in modern society.

Why always money orders? Do Americans really prefer this traditional payment method?

Although Lin Qi knew about bills of exchange, his financial knowledge was actually quite limited, and he couldn't come up with a conclusion for the time being.

Therefore, he simply stopped thinking about it and continued rummaging through the desk.

It took him a while to open and inspect all the envelopes on the desk.

The vast majority of the envelopes contained various types of drafts from different banks, with a wide variety of payers, making it difficult to discern any pattern at first glance.

In addition to drafts, some envelopes also contain a small note, which often has a few capital letters written on it, such as LEC or QC. It is unclear whether this is an abbreviation of a person's name, an organization, or a company.

As Lin Qi flipped through the vast amount of documents, he felt his temples throbbing.

Although he couldn't understand the information at first, he instinctively felt that these drafts and notes must be related to that unknown cult!

The more bills of exchange there are, and the larger the amount on them, the bigger and more terrifying the cult is!