The address that Benedict had seen was the address of Walter's house.
As soon as Carol heard that Benedict was Naomi's friend, she immediately regarded him as their savior.
"Is Miss Naomi alright? It's all our fault that we've dragged Miss Naomi into this!"
Benedict shook his head and reassured her, "She's fine! I'm here to get to the bottom of the situation! We need to find clues as soon as possible!"
Carol's brain was filled with questions as she said, "I have told you everything I know, though! There are really no clues to be found!"
After Benedict's confirmation, he was sure that Carol's words were true. She genuinely knew nothing!
In the end, he could only give up.
"Can I go in and have a look at your warehouse? I want to know how the situation in there is. You haven't moved anything in the warehouse these few days, right?"
"No, we haven't!" Carol shook her head.
"That day, when the police arrived, they told us to lock the door. I've kept the key safely with me these few days! No one can enter, and nothing has happened inside!"
After that, she went into a room and took the keys.
After that, they opened the door of the warehouse together.
"Take a look! However, I really don't think there are any clues left as the police have already searched the place!"
Benedict naturally knew that in his heart, but when the situation concerned Naomi, if he did not do anything, he would not be at ease.
Since he was already at the scene of crime, he would look around carefully. Maybe he could find something!
However, he had been too optimistic.
After searching for a long time, he still failed to find anything.
Carol also looked disappointed as she added, "I don't know how Walter is doing in the police station! Although he looks strong, he's actually quite timid. So many days have passed, so he should be incredibly frightened!"
Benedict looked at Carol's worried face, and could not help but envy Walter in his heart.
Naomi had used to care about him so much in the past!
As he was thinking about that, his gaze landed at a spot on the shelf.
Carol thought that he had found something, therefore she ran over toward him quickly and asked, "Did you find anything?"
However, when he reached out towards the spot, there was nothing except a bag of flour.
"There's nothing wrong with the flour! I've used it before!"
Benedict did not reply to her but kept asking her questions.
"Madam Lance, you mentioned that the warehouse has been locked for several days?"
"Yes!" Carol nodded. "It has been locked ever since Walter was taken away! Not even a rat was able to escape from the warehouse! What's wrong? Do you think I'm lying to you?"
"No, not at all! I was just asking!" Benedict said.
After he said that, he once again looked at the bag of flour behind him.
"Are these your custom-made bags of flour?"
"Yes!" Carol nodded. She explained, "Our business was good before. If this incident didn't happen, this batch of flour would have been used up! I don't know if we still have a chance to use them!" "Does it mean that you've placed the flour here for quite some time?" Benedict asked.
"Yes, maybe a week!"
"What's wrong?" Carol was curious.
"Nothing, I was just worried that the flour might have expired!"
Carol sighed and said, "Whether it expires or not doesn’t matter. I just hope that Walter can be released as soon as possible!"
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