On the weekend, Chuzheng arrived early outside Sang Yu's studio.
The door wasn't locked, so Chuzheng pushed it open and went in.
The inside was dimly lit, with two desks, computers on top of them were on, but there was no one around.
Some photos were hanging on the walls on both sides, and things were piled haphazardly on the floor, a bit messy.
Chuzheng looked further in and saw a staircase at the far end leading upstairs.
Chuzheng took out her phone, checked the last message from Sang Yu, which told her to go in directly…
So she could go up.
Chuzheng followed the stairs up, the light was slightly better upstairs, it looked like a living room.
Directly facing the entrance was a bed, the quilt on the bed was pulled back, as if the owner hadn't had time to tidy up after getting up.
On the other side was a shelf with different cameras and lenses on it.
