Decius of the second century AD did not know who Watson was, but he had indeed been diligently playing the role of Watson all along.
Although he felt rather uncomfortable around the corpse before the round table, upon hearing Zhang Heng's words, Decius still entered the room and quietly shut the door behind him.
There was no such thing as preserving a crime scene in those days, so Decius had no objection to what they were about to do. Still, after looking around, he did not move right away. Instead, he turned to Zhang Heng and asked, "Uh... I understand what you mean, but what exactly are we looking for?"
"Pay attention to every corner where something could be hidden. Mainly look for notes or anything similar. Besides that, see if there's anything obviously inconsistent with Amidio's identity."
As he spoke, Zhang Heng had already walked over to a cabinet and opened its doors. He pulled out the clothes inside, then bent down to check beneath it. Decius followed his example and began searching Amidio's residence alongside Zhang Heng.
Unfortunately, by the time the Patrol Team arrived, neither of them had found what Zhang Heng was looking for.
"Could he have left it with a friend?" Zhang Heng asked.
He and Decius had already stepped out of the room, leaving the chaotic crime scene behind for the stunned Patrol Team.
"Then we're in trouble. We don't know Amidio, and we don't know which friends he trusted," Decius said bitterly. "And Klaus definitely won't help us again."
"It's fine. The ones who should be worried now are the people on the other side. They killed Amidio to silence him, but if the thing really is in the hands of one of Amidio's friends, then once that friend hears of Amidio's death,