"Squeak."
The door of the house, which had been vacant for a short time, was opened and made a harsh sound, echoing in the empty Yihong courtyard.
There is still a smell of cheap powder in the house. The lobby on the first floor is messy, with collapsed tables and chairs everywhere, and several dark embroidered shoes and puppets, making the lobby a bit scary.
Even in the dark, with Linning's eyes, he could still see everything clearly.
After squatting down and wiping the ground, Lin Ning decided that there was no one here.
Since there is no one, it's not a brothel, is it?
Lin Ning felt